Tuesday, May 18, 2010


 I have in my hand 2 boxes, which God gave for me to hold.
He said,  "put all your sorrows in the black box,
and all your joys in the gold."

I heeded His words, and in the 2 boxes,
both my joys and sorrows I stored.
But though the gold became heavier each day, the black was as light as before.

With curiosity I opened the black,
I wanted to find out why.
And I saw in the base of the box, a hole,
where my sorrows had fallen by.

I showed the hole to God and mused?
"I wonder where my sorrows can be?"
He smiled a gentle smile and said.
"My child, they are all here with me!"

I asked God,
"why did you give me the boxes,
why the gold and the black with a hole?"

God answered,
"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
and the black.............is for you, to let go."


  1. I've always liked that poem - story. Thanks. sandie

  2. God's Blessings... Thanks for commenting sis... Now I follow you.. This is a very good post.. We have to lay our everyburdens to God's feet and he will take care of it.

  3. Oh dear CM I love that. That is the first time I have read that. Blessings

  4. Hello Chatty, ME and QueenMM, You are 3 blessings I count dear. Thank you.


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