The setting sun flanked by conical clouds looks like melting candy corn and for a moment looks like becomes is. Of course, it’s not candy corn. She knows this but does she know this?
She’s told that the sun is an enormous fire. She believes it is an enormous fire because it comes out with the heat of the day. Or when it’s cold, not at all. But perhaps relying on others for proof that the sun is a fire and not an enormous piece of candy corn infused with dry ice is like relying on others to explain God as a Father and expect to be comforted. For this moment, she will maintain her own opinion. She will declare the sun as candy corn infused with dry ice. And God will say “What an amazing mind you have.” And she will allow the inadequate description of Father to pertain to God..