Remember the passages about faith. “Faith can move mountains,” or “Faith of a Mustard Seed.” We hear them, and quickly dismiss their practicality. We can’t really move a mountain, we can’t really heal our sick family member, or become an Olympic gymnast. Worse, are the people who suggest that our failure to get well, get that promotion, or throw the touchdown pass is because somehow our faith is insufficient or lacking.
Perhaps all we simply need to do is recognize that all our fancied limitations lie in the artificial conditions we create. We are slow to accept the truth of our infinity, but sooner or later we arrive at its recognition.