Something Inspiring

I have in my hands two boxes which God gave me. He said, "Put your sorrows in the black box and all your joys in the gold box. I obeyed and in the boxes both my sorrows and joys I stored. The gold became heavier but the black as light as ever. When I opened the black box, it had a hole at the bottom. I asked God where my sorrows went. God said, it was all with Him. I asked God why the 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."