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♥ Sunday, September 11, 2005
12:26 PM


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."

- Author: Lauretta P. Burns -



Can you fix my broken heart? Broken faith too?

The poetry Let Go and Let God reminds me of my present status. In life, there are always comparison. Sometimes, you will be jealous by some who are capable of getting what they want easily. But I always tell myself, life is unfair but God is fair. Maybe I can't obtain them now, but it doesn't mean I will not obtain them later in life. I put my trust in God and know that He will bless as long as I am faithful.