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 could you be so slow?" "My child," He said "what could I do? You never did let go." Author Unknown