Carrying A Cross -by Paulo Coelho


In a certain village in Umbria (Italy), there lived a man who was always bewailing his lot. He was a Christian,
and found the weight of his cross too heavy to bear.

One night, before going to sleep, he begged God to let him change his burden.

That night he had a dream; the Lord led him to a warehouse. "Go ahead and change it," he said. The man saw crosses of all sizes and shapes, with the names of their owners. He picked an average size cross -- but when he saw the name of an old friend written on it, he left it aside.

 Finally, as God had permitted, he chose the smallest cross he could find.

To his surprise, he saw his own name written on it.

"In a mother's womb were two babies. One asked the other: "Do you believe in life after delivery?" The other replies, "why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later. "Nonsense," says the other. "There is no life after delivery....Read More 

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