You Never Did Let Go

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."

                            Poet Anon

A bend in the road is not the end of the road ... unless you fail to make the turn!!!