Just how presumptuous and even blasphemous is it for us to suggest that the Mind of God might even be broached by the ramblings of two middle-aged, not particularly religious nor efficacious men?
Somewhat.
The mind of man in search of the Mind of God yields that minimal openness which allows God to operate within the geography of our existence. Can God make a rock so big that He can't lift it? It's not the right question. God chooses to allow us an option; it's the essence of love, which is God.
So we're just poking enough holes in the walls built around our lives to maybe let the breath of God blow through it. And suggesting to you that the wind blows where it wills, but if you want some fresh air you may just have to open the window a little.
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