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Let scientists probe the infinite recesses of His shadow, they will never come at the sight of Him. Let theologians struggle in the desert and the darkness with His angel, they can never capture any part of Him, save His blessing. Yet we make laws in His name, lecture ourselves on His divine energies, and play and dance before Him in worship, who is not in fact tangible to us as we are to each other. When we say He is jealous, or that He is judge, we do not know what we are saying. We have no images, again, but those we have made, blind artists yearning to paint the rainbow, never having experienced its colors. But for us He ‘came down,’ and, turning the whole universe inside out, balanced His infinite against our finite, exchanging with us What He is for what we are, never mind who. The God of the universe has only One personality, like us, and only One will, and that is love. And that is why we are.
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