When I was waiting tables washing dishes or mowing lawns for money I never thought of myself as stuck in some station in life. I was on my own path my own journey an American journey where I could think for myself decide for myself define happiness for myself.
Man can certainly flee from God... but he cannot escape him. He can certainly hate God and be hateful to God but he cannot change into its opposite the eternal love of God which triumphs even in his hate.
