I picked this up at Mabel's blog and I've copied and pasted a fraction of the whole chunk.
It may be simple, but there's still a simple meaning to it that is easy to comprehend.

God's Boxes

I have in my hands two boxes which God gave me to hold.
He said, 'Put all your sorrows in the black box and all your joys in the gold box.'

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 your blessings & the black is for you to let go.'

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*I summarized the whole story in the bold letters for people who want to glance through.

Do you feel as though you are encumbered with countless burdens? maybe it is time you let go of something, slowly but surely, you'll rid of the source of your agony and that particular day of hope will dawn on you and you shall be free of secular pains. Pray, seek God. I shall have to do just that.

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when I was done with typing my entire post, i scrolled through it all and i read it to myself. i think i sound like a depressed soul or somewhat like that. gosh! i think it's time i added some colour to my posts! I shall attempt to add life to my future posts and spread the joy. after all, what is life without bliss but then again, what is life without sorrow? this is ironic, but is this not what you get from an eternity of monotonous happenings?

i like my current blogskin because it is dull and unattractive. perhaps i would attempt to beautify it when i actually think it needs a makeover. i added some colours to the story to enhance its appearance.

i was lying in bed the previous night, trying to catch some sleep in time for the last paper today- literature, my fav! the more i tossed, the more i got irritated and many things ran through my mind as i attempted to fall asleep. the more i stressed myself, the more my head hurt and i could take it no more. life is full of perplexity and i was entangled within a tidal of emotions. i decided to think of nothing thoughts. guess what? i fell asleep in the end.

THE END.

moral of the story: decide to think of nothing thoughts
( which is self-deception or running away from reality and shutting off all facts, which is good in a way, ever heard, ignorance is bliss? )

tomorrow's dress code: "dress to impress!"
cool.