Let Go and Let God
As children bring their broken toys, with tears for us two men I brought my Broken Dreams to God, because he was my friend. But then instead of leaving them with him in peace to work alone 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 says what could I do you never let them go.
Copyright © Brandy Sue Wells | Year Posted 2022
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