If the Almighty proffers you a gift, don’t hurry to turn it down. There was a Jewish maiden who was offered the motherhood of the son of God, and look where she ended up. She stood almost alone on a windswept hill next to his crucified body (The Place of the Skull), but look at what Americans built for her in Washington, D.C.
It is the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception, with a central mosaic of the head of her son the size of one wall of the church, and people come from all over to see it. It is one small accompaniment of that original offer. Don’t underestimate the giver.
In 1962 I accepted the gift of a job in Levittown. Today I am twenty-eight years retired, and I still have most of my marbles.