Here is what my mind keeps saying: God knows the best decision. God does not need me to do His work. God's timing is infinite; I am only seeing one small slice of time. God knows all; I know my little world.
Here is what my heart keeps saying: This is not fair! I can help fix this situation. I can take care of this issue.
So... at the end of the day... I want God's will with his infinite wisdom. I do not want my heart's will, because I am not God.
There... it is out! I had to vent, process, wrestle. Just needed to get it out, and I am thankful that I still come to the resolution that I do not want my will; I want God's will.