As children bring their 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."

By Dr. Robert Schuller