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Peter went into the storeroom of his house inorder to search for his toy car which he had dumped it somewhere. He went searching everyroom and searched every corner ,he leaned accrosed every bed but to no avail. He went to the storeroom,hoping he may find it. It was dark inside the room. He hovered his hands on things and started sensing things. Just then he found something. He thought he found his car . Peter immediately came downstairs just to find he was holding a old box. He questioned that what would be in the box. It had a lock on it. He went to his grandfather to ask him about the box. His grandfather stood in amazement as he saw peter holding the box.
"where did you find it peter?" ,grandpa questioned.
"I found it in the store room, do you know what is inside and whose it is?" ,peter said.
His grandpa told that it was his box. He said," When I was of your age my parents gifted me this box . It was just like a vault to keep my possession in it. I was very happy as I could store some of my important things in it. It was very attractive and eye catching. First I thought to keep my locket in it . I kept it. After some time I gave a second thought that my most expensive toy deserves a vault to be kept in. So I removed the locket and kept my toy in it. After few days it began to botther me. The fact that I had many other things to be kept in the box and not just a single one. The whole month I kept thinking and it would dread me and would take away my peace. I thought someone would rob my everything but wouldn't be able to rob my toy. I was concerned about my other things too.
"So what did you keep in this ,grandpa?",peter asked .
"You yourself see it", grandpa replied. 
He went into his room and brought a rusty looking key and unlocked the box.
Peter was excited to see whats inside the box as he slowly leaned forward to see it. To his surprise he found nothing inside the box.
"Its Empty,grandpa!" ,peter exclaimed.
Grandpa replied ,"No my son, there is something in it ,and that is PEACE".
many times it happens to us too that we tend to store our best of our things with us so that it can be safe with us. Rather than being satisfied we feel disturbed that our other belongings are not secured. In this process we loose our peace from our hearts. Remember you cant store anything permanently.so its better to give everything, whether its your priority,loved ones ,possession into God's care . And then you will find the biggest security of peace which no one can take away. So take off everything you bother about from your mind and submit to God. Remember the box is not Empty!.

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