
Jackson Snyder Biblical
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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,
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?
"My
child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is
for you to let go."