A man was unhappy
For he had many troubles on his mind
Each more weighty than the last
And he could not bear it

He cried to the Lord
"Lord! My cross is too heavy
For me to bear!
Deliver me My God!"

The Lord answered
"Be well my son for I
Will deliver you from the cross
Which you bear."

The man whispered
"Thank you."
The Lord said
"Take your cross and place it in that room."

The man obeyed
and the Lord said
"Now you must choose another cross to bear
From the next room."

The man opened the door to the next room
And he saw thousands of crosses
Some made of solid metal and reaching the sky
Some made of wood with vicious splinters

The man spotted a cross
That was so small it fit into his fist
Light as a feather, smoothly carved
And was made of willow wood

The man said
"Lord I would like this cross."
The Lord replied
"You may have it, but my son...


"That is the cross that which you had first placed into the room."