How come

[Paul]

Hide your self behind the door of unforgivable truths. Give your self a second chance. Tighten your arrow and aim for the sky, maby this time you wont miss. How come... The sky is so big, yet noone seems to succed in aiming it right. They allways end down on the cruel earth.

[Paul]

How come nowwadays... glory comes with amount, and not with substance? How come God has been transformed intro a box-office feature, and a abominable controverse? How come the sky is still blue? How come God still bears us?