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Prayers


 
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 stored.

Though the gold became heavier

than the day before.

And the black was as light as air.

 Curious, I had to open the black one,

 I wanted to find out why.

 Then I saw in the base of that box a hole

 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. "

 

 


Therefore do not worry
 about tomorrow,
 for tomorrow will worry 
about itself. 
Each day has enough trouble
 of it's own.
Matthew 6:34

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