God's Boxes

A friend sent me this via email forward. I don't know who wrote this, but I thought it was lovely, and figured I'd share. Having not posted to this blog in months, I figured it was high time to update it. :)

God's Boxes

I have in my hands two boxes,

Which God gave 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 two 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 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,

"I wonder where my sorrows could be?"

He smiled a gentle smile and said,

"My child, they're all here with me.."

I asked God, why He gave me the boxes,

Why the gold and the black with the hole? "
the gold is for you to count your blessings,

The black is for you to let go."