There are no mysteries in infinite reality; at present, our vision of this divine Holiness is just too narrow to comprehend the infinite perfection that we actually live, move, and have our being in —- that is God’s simple truth.

Today we are like the primitive who puts the arrow in his bow and points it at what he wants for supper; but if we surrender to God, a succulent supper will be delivered to us at the appropriate time or whenever we wish, regardless of human technology at the time.

But, for me, all the above being said, I will always want beautifully wrapped Christmas presents, just for me to open, under the Christmas tree on Christmas morning —- God will always give us our choice. Praise be to God.