Crosses

06/26/2008 02:27 pm


Another story about crosses
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.

Paano ka ba naman magrereklamo sa buhay mo pagkabasa mo ng kuwentong ganyan? Dapat tumahimik ka na lang kahit na pumuputok na ang dibdib mo sa hirap! Hehehe! Pero timing talaga ang pagkakabasa ko nito. Panahon yon ng sapin-sapin, sabay-sabay, patung-patong na gastusin at isipin! Ngunit nakaraos kami nang di ko maisip kung paano.
After 4 hospital admissions for Mama in 3 months, our financial resources were bleeding. So to queries on how we would pay for the enormous hospital bills, I would say "Hindi ko alam but in my heart I really meant to say "The Lord will provide." And indeed, he never failed us!
So if there are any more crosses coming my way, I know that the Lord will always be there to help me carry them.

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