Have you read the story of Gideon? It is in Judges 6-8. He was called by God to deliver the Israelites from the Midianites. He had an army that number in the thousands. As he is preparing to go to battle, God tells him that he has too many men. I can just imagine the look on Gideon's face. How could we possibly have to many men. God wanted to prove to the Israelites that it was him that was delivering them from their enemies. By the time God has pared down the forces, Gideon is left with 300 men. I can imagine him thinking to himself, that they had plenty of weapons for a force that size. He definately had to wonder what God could possibly thinking. God has another plan. It is a plan that had to just boggle the mind of Gideon. He told Gideon to give each man a trumpet, a clay pot, and a torch. He tells them that when they surround the camp all the men will blow their trumpets and then smash the pots that are hiding the torches. Do see how insane that sounds? I can imagine Gideon thinking to himself, "I was with you up to the clay pot thing, but then you lost me God". The moral of the story is that it worked. The men of the camp were so frightened that they turned on each other. In the confusion they attacked each other, and the Israelites were able to conquer their enemies.
God doesn't always make sense. He is the creator of the universe. It would be prideful for us to expect him to play by our rules. I feel like I am facing a similar situation in my own life right now. I feel like he has pared down my arm, and left us with clay pots and torches. I really can not understand what he is doing in my life. I do know that he has a plan. He always has a purpose. I have been told to "consider it all joy when you face trials of many kinds". I can not see the end of the tunnel, but I know there is an end. There is a purpose, and end the end I will be a stronger man for having travailed. In my weakness, I want a quick answer. I want to storm over the hill and into the middle of the camp and slay the enemy. If I were to do that would I truly acknowledge the hand of God in my life? Or would I attribute it to my own strength? I know all to well that I am no good at accomplishing things in my own strength. God doesn't ask me to completely understand the complete plan. He never ran his plans past me. He just asks me to simply believe. He has told me that he will be with me, and to simply trust him.