I asked God to grant me patience. God said, No.
Patience is a by product of tribulations; it isn't
granted, it is earned.
I asked God to give me happiness. God said, No.
I give you blessings. Happiness is up to you.
I asked God to spare me pain. God said, No.
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares
and brings you closer to me.
I asked God to make my spirit grow. God said, No.
You must grow on your own, but I will prune you to
make you fruitful.
I asked for all things that I might enjoy life. God said
No. I will give you life so that you may enjoy all things.
I ask God to help me LOVE others, as much as God
loves me. God said... Ahhhh, finally you have the idea.
Stop telling God how big your storm is. Instead
tell your storm how big your GOD is.