Courtesy of my Mother:
A young man was at the end of his rope, seeing no way out, he
dropped to his knees in prayer
"Lord, I can't go on," he said. "I have too heavy a cross to bear."
The Lord replied, "My son, if you can't bear its weight, just place
your cross inside this room.
Then, open that other door and pick out any cross you wish."
The man was filled with relief and said, "Thank you Lord," and he
did as he was told.
Upon entering the other room, he saw many crosses; some so large the
tops were not visible. Then, he spotted a tiny cross leaning
against a far wall.
"I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered. The Lord replied, "My son,
that is the cross you just brought in."
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I really could have used that story today when listening to a run-of-the-mill complainer.
I used the "you've-obviously-never-seen-people-or-places-with-real-problems" speech instead.
Yours was better! Thanks Mrs. Johnson!
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