Useless Tool

Text Box: Dear Servant, My son, you are not a useless tool because of a lack of ability or of some great failing. In truth, you are a good tool, well made by my hand. The obstacles I have put before you and the opportunities I have given you have shaped you well. No, the problem with you as a tool is I cannot use you. Every time I take you out for my purpose you get in the way. You become prideful over what I have done with you. You become stubborn and refuse to be soiled by things you consider beneath you. You try to do it yourself and forget that the only things that matter for my kingdom are the things I do through you. My son, my son, I long to use you and to do my great work with you, but you must surrender. You must allow me to dictate where and how you serve. You must allow me to do the work and you must learn to rest in me and wait to see the fruit of the harvest. You are a good tool; I have made you for my purposes. Surrender and allow me to use you for what you were made for, my glory. Waiting to get started, I AM