It was nice to be reminded of this story today. One of our former pastors used to tell it to us in his sermon a couple times a year. It never got boring and was always a good reminder to be thankful for what we had and bear what we have to. Good thought for the beginning of Lent.
Carrying A
CrossFrom Paulo Coelho's
Online Blog
In a certain village in Umbria (Italy), there lived
a man who was always bewailing his lot. He was a Christian, and found the weight
of his cross too heavy to bear.
One night, before going to sleep, he
begged God to let him change his burden.
That night he had a dream; the
Lord led him to a warehouse. "Go ahead and change it," he said. The man saw
crosses of all sizes and shapes, with the names of their owners. He picked an
average size cross – but when he saw the name of an old friend written on it, he
left it aside.
Finally, as God had permitted, he chose the smallest cross
he could find.
To his surprise, he saw his own name written on
it.
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