I have in my hands two boxes
Which God gave me to hold
He said, "Put all your sorrows in the
black,
And all your joys in the
gold."
I heeded His words,
and in the two boxes
Both my joys and sorrows I store
But though the gold became heavier each
day.
The black was as light as
before.
With curiosity, I opened the black
box.
I wanted to find out why
And I saw, in the base of the box, a
hole
Which my sorrows had fallen out
by.
I showed the hole to God,
and mused
aloud,
"I wonder where my sorrows could
be."
He smiled a gentle smile at me.
"My child, they're all here with
me."
I asked, "God, why give me the
boxes,
Why the gold, and the black with the
hole?"
"My child, the gold is for
you to count your blessings,
the black
is for you to let go."
We should consider all of our friends a blessing. Send this to a friend today just to let them know that you are thinking of them, and that they are a joy in your life.