Wednesday, July 19, 2006
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">

Let go & let God..............

I do not know who the author is of this poem, but it
is one of my favorites of all time. "Let go & Let God"
pretty much sums it all up.

Good night everyone.............Where ever you may be...........


1 Comments:

Blogger JeniBeans said...

Good night, sweet sister oma.

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