THE GOLDEN BOX

God’s boxes of love

I have in my hands to 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."

FROM MY HEART TO YOURS

Would it not be great if we all considered our friends a blessing?

Why wait to show someone you care or that you love?

Tomorrow may be to late so show and tell today

The more you love the more you’ll find that life is good

and friends are kind.

For only what we give away, enriches us from day to day.

May there always be joy and love in your life

Love to all of my friends

MaryJane

Thank you so very much DEDE for all you send me!