As children bring their broken dreams
with tears to us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God
because He is 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 the back and cried,
“How could You be so slow”-
“My child,” God said,
“What could I do?
You never would let go.”