Once there was a father who promised his beloved daughter a pony for Christmas. The daughter was very excited and couldn’t wait!
Finally, Christmas Day arrives. The father takes his daughter by the hand and proudly presents her a purebred Welsh pony, with a beautiful leather and silver saddle and bridle engraved with her initials.
The daughter sobs with disappointment: “But you promised me a cheap little PLASTIC pony!”
The point is that we, like the daughter, keep expecting cheap plastic ponies from the Divine when She wants to give us beautiful living ponies…