It's always overwhelming, looking at all the collection. It's like entering a new city, when you realize once again, as you're confronted with all the mass of people and their objects; this world is huge.
Maybe that's why some lose faith. It's too big for any God. All the history and all the thoughts and the millions of choices. Which then leads you to all the questions.
I don't think there is anything in Christ's teachings that shies away from all the enormous stories. He says there are many mansions and eternal life. And He says I Am. Which, to all who hear, is a very large statement.
It's all or nothing with Him. The art, the thoughts. And in my waking hours, my God who receives all of mine.