I've been there, done that.........there's still more to do.
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Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Broken Dreams
Broken Toys
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: Lauretta P. Burns - |
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