We long for rare things.
We covet them.
We even sell our souls for money to buy rare things.
Rare things make us feel special.
So why then do we doubt the rare opportunities that the Universe brings our way?
I can only imagine a benevolent God poised with all the goodies that mankind could ever dream of.
I can only imagine how frustrating Her job must be. It can only resemble those over-and-over-again conversations you've probably had with people that just don't "get it."
You know those stuck on stupid family members, or co-workers, or people who still live where you grew up.
Our benevolent Creator must feel like that when he drops the love of your life, or the blessing you've been praying for...right in front of your suspicious still doubting face.
But for the grace of God.