Gregory Wiens writes: One afternoon while playing on a wooden picnic table, 4 1/2-year-old Jordon ran a splinter into his finger. Sobbing, he called his father (me) at the office. "I want God to take the splinter out," he said.
I told him his mother could remove it very easily. But he wanted God to do it because when Mom takes a splinter out, it hurts. He wanted God to remove it "by himself." When I got home an hour later, the splinter was still there, so I proceeded to remove it. And I tried to teach Jordon that sometimes God uses others to do his work. And sometimes it is painful.