I just want to say that I did not write this. I cannot take credit.
I carry a cross in my pocket
A simple reminder to me
Of the fact that I am a Christian
No matter where I may be
This little cross is not magic
Nor is it a good luck charm
It’s not for identification
For all the world to see
It’s simply an understanding
Between my Savior and me
When I put my hand in my pocket
To bring out a coin or key
The Cross is there to remind me
Of the price He paid for me
It reminds me, too, to be thankful
For my blessings day to day
And to strive to serve Him better
In all that I do and say
It’s also a daily reminder
Of the peace and comfort I share
With all who know my Master
And give themselves to his care
So, I carry a cross in my pocket
Reminding no one but me
That Jesus Christ is Lord of my life
If only I’ll let Him be.
When I have to leave the house, I carry a stone in my pocket. When I feel an attack of anxiety coming on, I hold the stone in my hand. I can feel the stress leaving. That stone (which has an angel inside) has helped me more times than I can say.
Have a super, wonderful day!