August 22, 2012

  • dreams.

    "Just as my child brings his broken toys with tears for me to mend,

    I took my broken dreams to God because He was my friend.

    But then...instead of leaving Him in peace to work alone,

    I hung around & tried to help with ways that were my own.

    At last I snatched them back & cried, 'How could You be so slow?'

    'What could I do, My child?' He said. 'You never did let go.'"

    -Faith Mitchner

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