Although we may reach of analogies or visual shorthand (a drop in an ocean), we simply cannot imagine much less embrace the full meaning of God's power, nature, and presence. Yet perhaps there is no need to attempt to fathom or encompass this infinity. Thinking of the experience of singing with the music, ideally in tune, there is the knowledge that one is part of something big and flowing along in contact with that larger something. Likewise swimming in a river or large body of water, one can be in the flow and know it's embrace entirely without ever wrapping one's arms around the thing. So perhaps that is our lot in this Vale of Tears: seek after God and try to know him better, even as he has known us utterly --from before conception and unto after we are dust. The merest grasp of power, majesty, glory and light connects us to the infinite and thereby renews and refreshes us.
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