9912 Notecard: Splinters of the Cross

Front of card: Little headaches, little heartaches Little griefs of every day, Little trials and vexations, How they throng around our way! One great cross immense and heavy, So it seems to our weak will, Might be born with resignation, But these many small ones kill. Yet all life is formed of small things, Little leaves make up the trees, Many tiny drops of water Blending make the mighty seas. Let us not then by impatience Mar the beauty of the whole, But for the love of Jesus bear all In the silence of our soul. Asking Him for grace sufficient To sustain us through each loss, And to treasure each small offering As a splinter from His Cross.