As children bring their broken toys, with tears, for me 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."
By: Ben Hildner
I'm still learning and I can relate to this child, everyone has areas to grow I guess I just found one of my own....no matter how hard it gets, I will continue to lay my trust in God's hands