We may desire to bring to God a perfect work. We would like to point, when our work is done, to the beautiful ripened grain and bound up sheaves, and yet the Lord frustrates our plans, shatters our purposes, lets us see the wreck of all our hopes, breaks the beautiful structure we thought we were building and captures us up in his arms and whispers to us, 'It's not your work I wanted, but you.'
From an unknown source quoted by General Shaw Clifton (R) in his book, "Something Better"
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