Alfred Hitchcock (1899-1980), the movie director, told a parable in Guideposts (1959) about the unknown. There once was a king who was granted two wishes. His first was to see the future. But when he saw all that lay ahead — the beauty and the pain — he immediately asked for his second wish; that the future be hidden. “I thank Heaven,” the master of suspense proclaimed, “that tomorrow does not belong to any man. It belongs to God.”
Romans 8:38-39
For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
He writes in characters too grand
For our short sight to understand;
We catch but broken strokes, and try
To fathom all the mystery
Of withered hopes, of death, of life,
The endless war, the useless strife —
But there, with larger, clearer sight,
We shall see this — His way was right.
Give it some thought.
Gary