Let Go and Let God
As children bring their broken toys,
With tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God,
Because He is 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 again
And cried, "How can you be so slow?"
"My child," He said, "What could I do?
You never did let go."Anonymous
only 2 from the ivy league :D 'cause it's really more about whether the schools offer the majors i'm interested in.. not that i'm confident i'm going to do well, in fact i probably wont do so well for the writing component (couldn't finish my essay! just one more sentence..GAH) but all the same, i'm going to leave it to God :)
mr b's PC pwned, chinese and math next :}