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

PS : Read it somewhere...

God has not promised that our skies will always be blue, but He has promised to see us through.