Broken Toys

Discussion in 'Parent Emeritus' started by Albatross, Jul 29, 2016.

  1. Albatross

    Albatross Well-Known Member

    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."

    - Lauretta P. Burns
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  2. Scent of Cedar *

    Scent of Cedar * Well-Known Member

    Letting go is impossibly hard. Sometimes, worse things than we have ever imagined happen, and the shame and guilt in not having helped does me in. But when I did let go (mostly, and I am still working very hard on this, every day) the kids ~ here is a secret. It was the kids, and it was that I was working so hard to let go. That part is true, and was very hard. But what is also true is that the strangest, most amazingly good and utterly unpredictable things did happen.

    Now, if I could just learn to rest in that ~ to trust it.

    Very hard to do that, though.

    I will remember that final verse, Albatross. I am very glad you posted it for us here.

    Thank you.


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  3. Childofmine

    Childofmine one day at a time

    Love this piece. It says it all in just a very few words.

    Thanks Alb
  4. so ready to live

    so ready to live Active Member

    Alb-thank you, I emailed it to my hubby at work. We had tough wkend and needed this today. I have still not let go. Prayers.