One of my talents I've been bless with is artistic ability and my favorite classes was art so, I thought I did very well on one of the assigned projects, clay sculpting. It was the bust of a horse and to me it looked beautiful! I couldn't wait to see it after it came out of the kiln, forever preserved to sit on my shelf as soon as I could get it home since I didn't expect I could form it so perfectly. Days passed as I waited on the promise the instructor would place the finished pieces into the kiln and return them to their creator but, when too many days passed without word of mine, I approached him as to the delay. And to my devastation, he merely shrugged it off saying, "Oh, it exploded in the kiln. It hadn't been adequately hollowed out," or something to that effect. I still find myself sighing about the loss of it, even though I suppose I should simply try it again someday but, it was my very first piece and... well, I realize every event in life is an opportunity to learn one lesson or another and, I believe this anecdote is somehow tied very closely to the answer to this very question.
Not that God is an inexperienced student in creating clay figures, He did so and gave them life no less, and is able to preserve them forever but, somehow or for some reason, left the hollowing out to each student personally before He'll place us all in the kiln. However, I don't know what the kiln is or will be. Perhaps death, IDK, but have you ever considered whether you've 'hollowed yourself out' enough to trust Him in or through it?