“There is no justification for the Dreamer of it all, whom the cosmos and the grass in April and the stream swollen with snowmelt and the baby grabbing your finger and the laugh of kids in kindergarden and the smell of jasmine speak about, to be running toward me. That would be ludicrous.
The universe has somewhere around 200,000,000,000 galaxies. In our galaxy alone there are about 100,000,000,000 stars, and there are about 6,000,000,000 people living right now. why on earth would He bother coming toward me? Yet here He is.”