Happy Easter

 









 My Cross

This cross of mine
   was given me
on my day of birth
   for me to carry
through the days
   I live upon this earth

As I have grown
   through the years,
as I have gotten older,
   I’ve come to love
this cross which rests
   upon my shoulders.

Some days it seems
   its weight
I cannot bear.
   But, then the times
it lifts me up
  I’m so glad it’s there.                         

This cross of mine
   does lift me
ever higher,
   closer to my God
where I can hear
   the angels singing
in His heavenly choir.

I love my cross.
   I’ll not let go
     for I know

When I’m too old
   and feeble;
too weak
   to lift its weight
Tis then my cross
   will carry me
to the One I seek.

       
This poem is an original and I wanted to share it with you. There would be no Easter without the cross.  May you have a blessed and glorious Easter. God bless you!!

Love, Connie