And this species of the divine patience indeed being, as it were, at a distance, may perhaps be esteemed as among "things too high for us;" but what is that which, in a certain way, has been grasped by hand among men openly on the earth? God suffers Himself to be conceived in a mother's womb, and awaits the time for birth; and, when born, bears the delay of growing up; and, when grown up, is not eager to be recognized, but is furthermore contumelious...