I knock on your door daily, but you do not answer.
From time-to-time you almost recognized me, but then you didn’t know what to do with me, so you gave me away.
When I give to you unexpected blessings, you look at me and say, “What’s this? I don’t know what to do with this? I didn’t ask for this … therefore, I don’t trust this.
… and you walk away.
Children know how to receive me. It’s natural to them. They laugh and giggle and embrace me in everything they do.