"Think of my trees stripped of their beauty, pruned and cut bare yet fruit a thousand times better for the pruning arise. You are in the hands of a Master-Gardener. He makes no mistakes about His pruning. Rejoice."
Origins of this reminder:
Thoughts from the Two Listeners after reading:
"From the end of the earth will I cry onto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I..."