"Sometimes, Lord, one is tempted to say that if You wanted us to behave like lilies of the field You might have given us an organization more like theirs. But that, I suppose, is just Your grand experiment. Or no; not an experiment, for You have no need to find things out. Rather Your grand enterprise. To make an organism which is also a spirit; to make that terrible oxymoron, a 'spiritual animal.' To take a poor primate, a beast with nerve-endings all over it, a creature with a stomach that wants to be filled, a breeding animal that wants to mate, and say, 'Now get on with it. Become a god.'"
A Grief Observed
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