Notice how we are perpetually surprised at Time. ('How time flies! Fancy John being grown-up and married! I can hardly believe it!') In heavens name, why? Unless, indeed, there is something in us which is not temporal.
My will, shall become your will. My heart, shall become your heart.
You people have no imagination!
If God is Love, He is, by definition, something more than mere kindness.
Christ wants us to have a child's heart but a grown-up's head.
It's like the sound of a chuckle in the darkness. The sense that some shattering and disarming simplicity is the real answer.