We’re kind of like the little boy I heard about writing a letter to God about the Christmas presents he wanted so badly. “I’ve been good for six months now,” he wrote, But after a moment's reflection he crossed out "six months" and wrote "three." After a pause, that was crossed out, and he put "two weeks." There was another pause, and that was crossed out too.
He got up from the table and went over to the little nativity scene that had the figures of Mary and Joseph. He picked up the figure of Mary and went back to his writing and started again: "Dear God, if ever you want to see your mother again…"
Isn’t it amazing how we seem to think that we can push God around. Isn’t it amazing at how we try to adjust what God has declared in order to make it more palatable to our culture?