"I looked at all the caged animals in the barn...the cast-offs of human society. I saw in their eyes love and hope, fear and dread, sadness, and betrayal. And I was angry. 'God,' I said, 'this is terrible! Why don't you do something?' God was silent for a moment, and then He spoke softly, 'I have done something,' he replied. 'I created you.'"
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Mine's actually a poem: 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 instead of leaving Him in peace to work alone,
I stayed and tried to help in 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 let them go."