Let Go and Let God …

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.”

-Unknown