Pralines, Among Other Things,

What's the one thing God Himself cannot experience? And if we're to join Him, as is understood in the religions of the world and assumed by the spirituality of our minds, then we will no longer experience it, either:

Wonder.

The crawling infant who reaches for a piece of fuzz on the carpet. The cosmologist realizing a startling revelation. The lifelong childhood of wonder that living in these precarious, finite frames allows us to enjoy, ever-opening the doors that weren't there before.

Doors. I will miss the doors, too.

Oh, yes, and pralines.