The Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides is pretty remote, but then drive out of town for an hour mostly down a single track road, drive through the gate at the end of the road and park at Mealsta Beach (White sand, azure sea) where there was once a village (before the clearances). I wandered off up a rise with a cairn on it, and then I found in the ground this celtic cross. In a place which considers itself both celtic and christian, a celtic cross is almost unheard of.
It's really only now it sinks in how strange it was to find a celtic cross in such a place.
But it does reflect something about how God seems to be. Gracious, unpredictable...
Check these photos on Johnny Baker's blog
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