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 can you be so slow?" "My child," He said, "What could I do? You never did let go." (Author Unknown) [Angels] [Angels & Angels] [More Angels] [Missing Cherubs] [About Me] [Memberships] [Graphic Memberships] [Christian Web Rings] [Awards I have Received] [Poems] [Favorite Books] [My Testimony] [Creations by Tam] [Tam's Card Shoppe] [Midi's] [Christian Midi's] [Oldies But Goodies] [Html Help] [Friends] [Icq Helps] [Bible Reference's] [Links] [Broken Dreams] [Jen's Beanie Babie Mania] [Mikes Christian Place] [In Memory of my Dad] [Free Web Tools] [HTML Color Chart] [Heartland Places] [Yahoo Quick Guide To Help] [Fun Games to Play] [Sign My Guest Book] [View My Guest Book] Background created by Tam's Backgrounds© Copyright 1999 The graphic used in this background was created using a tutorial by Dawn's PI Tutorials