Years ago  when I was going through the battle with cancer, my pastor Dr. Smith gave me a copy of this poem.  Frequently, I still pull it out and read it.  I hope it will be a blessing to you.

When God wants to drill a man,

And thrill a man,

And skill a man;

 To play the noblest part,

When He yearns with all His heart

To create so great and bold a man

That all the world shall be amazed,

Watch His methods, watch His ways

How He ruthlessly perfects

Whom He royally elects.

How He hammers him and hurts him,

And with mighty blows, converts him

Into trial shapes of clay

Which only God understands,

While his tortured heart is crying,

And he lifts beseeching hands.

How He bends but never breaks

When his good He undertakes.

How He uses whom He chooses,

And with every purpose fuses him,

By every act, induces him

To try His splendor out.

God knows what he's about.

For Him,

           Pastor