Ibrahim.

 

They were saying that kids had prodigious faith, in the random unabashed wanting of things, with the implication being the new age heresy of believing things into being or simply willing things into being, with "receive" as an active verb and "believe" as an active verb as well, not used passively as in the other vernacular of the world.

We receive, by their ontology, we receive as if sucking the eggs right from the portal, rather than passively waiting for them to deposit into our waiting hands.

But I think, of the thing of kids, how often it is that the children cry from want, put off of their sherbet, befuddled and disappointed.  Is it to say that was Abraham?  Oh no.  Abraham was told.  Ibrahim was told.

God said.

Ibrahim believed what God said, to a large extent.

As the writings of Paul, "his faith was counted as righteousness".

Only the peaceful hand of God might silence the gale, if you prefer to say, disrespect the authority of any tumult that may happen along, and stand strong in the face of it all, such that a mega-pastor might send a tithe of his parishioner's tithes into your non-profit.

These calamities upon us: the agreed-upon misdeeds of men, such as to say, a "show", and we can turn away, and for the most part, barely get scraped.

I pull as it were, sparkling toys from bag of energetic faith, my strapped-on bag of energetic faith, a plasticized idea of people, the firmament, the heavens, and the righteousness of God magnified, manifested, above and beyond anything one might be paid to say in publication.