Monday, September 22, 2008

God's Boxes of Love

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 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 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."


Elden Bankston said...

WOW! Candi that's really cool. Where did you find that?

Candi The Clown said...

Hi Elden,
I was looking for poems on Grace, after Pastors' message Sunday night.
the poem is from....

Susan Hill said...

You know, this rings so true, my sorrows of late do seem to evaporate!! I hold the joys near and think on them all of the time, the sorrows, I enjoy putting them in that black box and let the Lord have them!!! Cute Post!! Wow, I haven't looked at your blog lately because you never posted, then I see that you have been! Shame on me!!!

Candi The Clown said...

Hey Sis,
I know your busy! I always read yours, even though I don't always comment.