As children bring their broken toys with tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God, because he was my friend.
But then instead of leaving him in peace to work alone, I hung around and tried to help with ways that were my own.
at last I snatched them back and cried, “How can you be so slow”-
“my child, he said “what could I do?
you never did let go.”
~unknown (written in my Bible)
LET GO & LET GOD.
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