Ｉhave in my hands two boxes which God gave me to hold .He said,"Put all your sorrows in the black box ,and all your happiness 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: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 blackwith the hole? "My child ,the gold is for you to count your blessings;the black is for you to let go."
