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.  The creeping of an aphis over the rosebud is as fully ordained as the tumbling of an avalanche.  He that believes in a God must believe this truth.  There is no standing point between this and atheism.  There is no half way between a mighty God that worketh all things by the sovereign counsel of his will and no God at all.  A God that cannot do as he pleases-a God whose will is frustrated, is not a God, and cannot be a God.  I could not believe in a God like that.

-Charles Haddon Spurgeon, God’s Providence, Sermons, Vol. 54.