letting it go

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 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 can I do?
you never let them go.'

(taken from a bookmark, 'broken dreams')

many times we say we lay it all down for God to deal with it, to let Him take control of things.. but somehow, there's always a string attached to it. we tend to 'hung around and try to help'..

well,

cut the string and let it go! hahaa.. i'm learning to do that too.. ;o)