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 I wanted to fiind 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." this is reli a great poem lo.. how true.. jus let go of all e burdens u haf or tt are troubling you lo.. bcuz.. God will keep dem all.. and free us from all these troubles.. so let's all throw our burdens.. and never pick them up again..
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Cassandra Loh
Just a simple girl blessed richly by God
"Let go and let God"
"Safe in a simple world"
