The spontaneous act indicates the active presence of the divine child. He makes no plans, this One, and does not think. Some men orphan their capacity for surprise in order to get a-head.
Every day millions upon millions of lives blink into and out of existence. These blinks are momentary. They are ephemeral, weightless, too fleeting to bear the weight of a past and a future.
One thing is for sure: I am not who I think I am.
We do not easily (or ever!) divest ourselves of our opinions. Sometimes Life takes pity on us, slaps us upside the head and brings us face-to-face with this: “I’ve been wrong about everything.”
Imagine the world if men had no opinions. There would be no war.