Perhaps the kindest thing God can do for us is to open our eyes to the folly of our foolishnesses and fantasies. We should earnestly desire this. We should earnestly pray for it. The natural human mind is a hopeless tangled web of confused and contradictory fancies and desires. Peace and joy in any true consistent sense are not possible because the mind is not co-ordinated to a single, thought-out purpose and life-goal. Some achieve a little closer approach to this than others (though on a natural, animal, transient level), and therefore approach closer to a form of natural, animal "peace." And while the fantasy lasts that the perceived goal is worthwhile, the "peace" and "joy" persist. But at best there is a worm at the core of all natural pursuits which -- if disillusionment does not reveal sooner or later -- then death will at last make it unmistakably manifest. There is only one life-goal, only one life-coordinating-and-harmonizing force, that can carry us triumphantly through the great bubble-bursting, fantasy-exploding, reality-enforcing inevitable actuality of death.