LET GO & LET GOD     

       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 were 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."    

Author Unknown