“God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform He plants His footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.” Oh, yes!

“Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace, behind a frowning providence, He hides a smiling face. His purposes will ripen fast, unfolding every hour, the bud may have a bitter taste but sweet will be the flower. Blind unbelief is sure to err, and scan His work in vain, for God is His own interpreter, and He will make it plain.” Help us Lord to trust you more.