"GOD WILL MEND A BROKEN HEART IF YOU GIVE HIM ALL THE PIECES."

LET GO AND LET GOD

AS CHILDREN BRING THEIR BROKEN TOYS WITH TEARS FOR US TO MEND, I BROUGHT MY 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."