BROKEN DREAMS
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."
Giving is about presenting to another and it is about letting go - creating space for another, and perhaps creating space for God.
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