We’ve all heard of a plane’s black box which records everything that goes on in the plane. Hee is another kind of black box to think about.
I heeded His words, and in the two boxes, both my joys and sorrows I stored,
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, “I wonder where my sorrows could be!”
He smiled a gentle smile and said, “My child, they’re all here with me.”
I asked God, why He gave me the boxes, Why the gold and the black with the hole?
“My child, the gold is for you to count blessings, the black is for you to let go.”(Unknown)
What is in your black box? I trust the hole is still open and all your worries are with God.
Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy-laden and overburdened and I will cause you to rest. I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls. (Matthew 11:28)