Some Spurgeon..

Providence is amazing. O! that thought, it staggers thought! O! it is an idea that overwhelms me- that God is working all! The sins of man, the wickedness of our race, the crimes of nations, the iniquity of kings, the cruelties of wars, the terrific scourge of pestilence- all these things in some mysterious way are working the will of God! We must not look at it. I can not explain it.

I can not tell you where human will and free agency unite with God's sovereignty and with his unfailing decrees. This has been the place where intellectual gladiators have fought with each other ever since the time of Adam. Some have said, man does as he likes; and others have said, God does as he pleases. In one sense, they are both true; but there is no man that has brains or understanding enough to show where they meet.

We can not tell how it is that I do just as I please as to which street I shall go home by; and yet I can not go home but through a certain road....I believe that every particle of dust that dances in the sunbeam does not move an atom more or less than God wishes- that every particle of spray that dashes against the steamboat has its orbit as well as the sun in the heavens- that the chaff from the hand of the winnower is steered as the stars in their courses. . . .