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

Not 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 Saviour 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.

0It 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 Lord of my life

If only I’ll let Him be.

by Verna Thomas