A Vermont farmer bought some land that was still just as it had been before the Pilgrims landed.He dug up hundreds of stones and built a fence; cut down trees to create a clearing; built a house and a small barn; cleared land for pasture, dug a well and over several years just generally worked his fingers to the bone in creating a small, neat, productive farm.
Eventually his pastor came out for a visit and marveled rather fulsomely, and at great length, at all that "you and God have done together."
"Eh," the farmer said dubiously."Ya shoulda seen the place when God ran it on his own."