My parents still have this one taped on the fridge, been there as long as I can remember. Reading it always help bring things into perspective. What I have learned from life is exactly what this poem says.
A young man was at the end of his rope.
Seeing no way out, dropped to his knees in prayer.
"Lord, I can't go on," he said.
"I have too heavy of a cross to bear."
The Lord replied, "My son, if you can't bear its
weight, just place your cross inside this room.
Then, open that other door and pick out
any cross you wish."
The man was filled with relief, and said
"Thank you, Lord," 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."