HMM, I WONDER IF Abraham and Rudolph ever talked . . .
It
is God who makes man finite, and who makes a comedy of man's care, who allows
his longing to miscarry, who casts him into solitude, who sets a terminus to
his knowing and doing, who calls him to duty, and who gives the guilty over to
torment. And yet at the same time it is God who forces man into life and drives
him into care; who puts longing and the desire to love in his heart; who gives
him thoughts and strength for his work, and who places him in the eternal struggle
between self-assertion and duty. God is the enigmatic power beyond time, yet
master of the temporal: beyond being, yet working in it.