God gave me 2 boxes. He said, “Put ur sorrows in d black box & all ur joys in d gold.
In d boxes both my sorrows & joys i stored. The gold became heavier but d black as light as ever. When I opened d black box it had a hole at d bottom. I asked God where my sorrows went, & God said it was all with Him. I asked God why d box had a hole & He said, “My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings, the black is for you to let go.. Good morning!