Broken Dreams

During my short time here on earth I’ve kicked my toe on lots of bumps in life’s road. I’m sure you have as well. Some of those bumps have been quite substantial and I’ve had to sit for a bit and reevaluate my life.

Broke my heart. Made me cry. Rerouted where we lived. Almost made me give up.

I have a poem stuck to my fridge which has helped me over the years.

Broken Dreams

By: Margaret Fishback Powers.

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.”

I’ve learned to let go of:

My family. Most of my relatives live interstate. I’ve learned to let go and just enjoy the times I get to see them. As my children have gotten older I’m learning to trust that God is far more capable than I to look after them. 🙂

My dreams of a HEA, or Happy Ever After in romance speak. I’m a single mum. I’ve had to let go of my husband and trust that God will bring him back to Himself in his timing–not mine.

My little family a few years ago.

I’ve learned to let go of perfection in my writing. I still aim to do the best job I can and will try my hardest to be as clear and error free as possible, but I’m not ever going to be perfect. Here is a pic of my first story when I was editing it… Yup. Far from being perfect. But a lot better than the original. 🙂

I’ve learned to let go of hurts. To not let others words, opinions, negative attitudes take up residence in my heart or mind.

But most of all I’ve learned to trust. Trust God. For me, he is the boss and I try to listen to Him. Try to give him my broken dreams and then leave him to fix them, or fix me, in his own time.

I’m a work in progress, and I’m sure I’ll kick my toe on plenty of more problems in the future. 🙂

What about you? Do you have a poem, or a verse that you read or ponder when you are down? I’d love to hear it if you’d care to share in the comments below. 🙂