Daylight...

                    Were it well to obey then, if a king demand

                           An act unprofitable, against himself:

                                                          - Morte d’Arthur; Alfred Lord Tennyson

   We are not so accustomed to God changing shape. We are used to water dramatically changing its form, but not God. We are familiar with insects doing it in their cycles of metamorphosis, but not God. Generation after generation he goes on being molded after our own image of him; and he stays the same. Our understanding of him stays locked inside that pattern of him which we have made for ourselves, and we do not let him change. But being infinitely smaller and bigger than us he will ‘outgrow’ all our preconceived ideas of him, and make all things new. Then we will realize, of course, that it is not God who needs to change shape, but us; ‘...me.’

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