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It’s easy to think God must be crazy to love THAT person; even easier to think it regarding oneself. But He’s not, and I suppose it helps to remember that He made us. Seems understandable that if someone makes something, they had a positive concept of it in anticipation, affection for it when it is realized, and sadness once it’s lost or gone.  Even God, analogously.

I never laughed so hard as when I  viewed The Gods Must Be Crazy,  about the little native man who found a Coke bottle that had dropped out of the sky, and found it impossible to believe that it had any meaning or purpose, when all it seemed to do was cause him trouble. Maybe it’s a natural tendency for us small-minded humans to conclude that anything or Anyone we can’t understand is “crazy.” We create a comfortable distance, and no longer bother trying to come to terms.  Not wise, though,  regarding God.

 But it must be admitted that if we loved some of the people He does, we would have to be crazy — like a saint.