Broken Dreams
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 could you be so
slow?"
"My child," He said, "what could I do?"
"You never did let
go."
[ Author Unknown ]
How many times in our lives do we cry out to God to help us overcome a problem we are experiencing in our lives and never feel that God is doing anything for us?
Maybe we haven't really let go of the problem so that God can help us.
Psalms 144:1
He is my loving God and my fortress,
my stronghold and my deliverer,
my shield, in whom I take refuge,
who subdues peoples under me.
He is my loving God and my fortress,
my stronghold and my deliverer,
my shield, in whom I take refuge,
who subdues peoples under me.
Psalms 144:7-8
Reach down your hand from on high;
deliver me and rescue me
from the mighty waters,
from the hands of foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies,
whose right hands are deceitful.
Reach down your hand from on high;
deliver me and rescue me
from the mighty waters,
from the hands of foreigners
whose mouths are full of lies,
whose right hands are deceitful.
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