The Cross In the Wallet

THE CROSS IN THE WALLET

I saw two wallets on the shelf,
One old, the other nice.
The nice one cost a little more,
But I thought I’d pay the price.
But then I thought how I could take
That wallet, worn and old,
And fix it so it could be used,
I’d be so proud to hold.
And so I bought it from the store,
Then I looked inside to see
A cross that someone had left there,
A message just for me.
I could have found some money there
And been so happy, too,
But what I found instead of that
Was far more great to view.
This cross reminded me of One
Who suffered for my sin,
Who I had asked not long ago
To save and enter in.
This wallet now is worth far more
Than one I did not buy;
And I will love Christ’s rugged cross
Until the day I die.
¬
Based on a testimony given in Reformers Unanimous meeting, April 15, 2005
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace