I sometimes find myself getting angry when something doesn't go the way I think it should. I strip the head of the last screw, or drop it in the grass and can’t find it. I hit my thumb, instead of the nail. I wonder if God is behind it, or at least why didn't He prevent it. He then reminds me that He is also working, not to make things easy for me, but to mature my patience.
“Shall we accept good from God, and not trouble?” Job 2.10 Conversations Within ts 5/24/
