God reached into the nothingness And pull out absolutely everything Are you not a part of this vast creation? So how do you begin to question him? The clay does not ask the potter, 'What are you sculpting me into today?' The bricks do not ask the mason, ‘What shall our formation be today? The product does not say to its maker, ‘I am not satisfied with the results’ The blueprint does not say to its architect, ‘I am not sure of the accuracy of the design’ The infant does not say to his mother, 'Why are you giving birth to me?' " The child does not say to his father, 'Why are you giving me life? But we feel they God owes us clarification We have the audacity to ask for justification As if He needs our blessing upon His plans When will we learn God has the last say so?