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.
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Based on a testimony given in Reformers Unanimous meeting, April 15, 2005
Copyright © Clarence Billheimer | Year Posted 2018
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