I’m afraid that I have the freedom to say no to God as much as I want. I think He works for our good with whatever we give Him without removing the natural consequences of our decisions. Ask Adam and Eve. Ask Judas. Now I understand weeping and gnashing of teeth. He lets me choose my teachers. Not as punishment, but for eventual right knowing.
My midlife crisis involves realizing I won’t always have time. Sometimes what’s done is done. Ask Moses. And yet we see Moses on The Mount of Transfiguration. What blessed hope! Outside in this world but inside The Promisedland that really matters.
I’m struck by how out of all the trees in Eden, Adam and Eve chose the knowledge of evil versus life. Even after they messed up. They hid in their dying instead of reaching out for life. So many of us have the same sense. Thankfully that wasn’t the end of the story for them or us.