As Children Bring their Broken Toys
With tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God
because He is my friend
But then instead of leaving Him
In peace to work alone
I hung around and tried to help
with ways that we’re my own
At last I snatched them back again
And cried…
"How can you be so slow?’
"My child" He said…
"What could I do? You never did Let Go…

This is one of my favorite poems… I hope that all of us can let go and let God work in our life.