A Cross in My Pocket

I read this little poem years ago and loved it.


I have it laminated, with a cross,


that I keep in my wallet. I also wear a cross at all


times - have since the day I found out I was pregnant with


my daughter some 28 years ago. I'm not overly religious,


don't even go to church but I was raised a Baptist and I guess it stuck.






A Cross in My Pocket

by Mrs. Verna Mae Thomas


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 isn't meant to protect me

From every physical harm.


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 a 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 by 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 the Lord of my life

If only I'll let Him be.