THE CROSS ROOM
Author Unknown
"The young man was at the end of his rope. Seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer. "Lord, I can't go on," he said. "I have too heavy a cross to bear."
The Lord replied, "My son, if you cannot bear its weight, just place your cross inside this room. Then open the other door and pick out any cross you wish."
The man was filled with relief. "Thank you, Lord," he sighed, and he did as he was told.
Upon entering the other door, he saw many crosses--some so large the tops were not visible. Then he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall.
"I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered.
And the Lord replied, "My son, that is the cross you just brought
in."
YOUR CROSS
Whatever your cross, whatever
your pain,
There will always be sunshine
after the rain.
Perhaps you may stumble, perhaps
even fall,
But God's always ready to answer
your call.
He knows every heartache, sees
every tear,
A word from His lips can calm
every fear.
Your sorrows may linger throughout
the night,
But suddenly vanish at dawn's
early light.
The Savior is waiting somewhere
above,
To give you His grace and send
you His love.
Whatever your cross, whatever
your pain,
God always sends rainbows after
the rain.