Once there was a father who promised his beloved daughter a pony for Christmas. The daughter was very excited and couldn’t wait!
Finally, at long last, Christmas Day arrives. The father takes his daughter by the hand and with his heart bursting with anticipation he presents her a purebred Welsh pony with a hand-made leather and silver saddle and bridle engraved with his daughter’s initials.
But the daughter throws herself on the ground and sobs with disappointment: “What is THIS? You promised me a cheap little plastic pony toy!”
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When we pray, can we be so certain about a false form the answer ‘should’ take that we are blind to the wonderful and true answer in fact given to us.