The one who makes the idols never worships them, however tenderly he might have molded the clay. You cannot have knowledge and worship at the same ti… - Zora Neale Hurston

Mystery is the essence of divinity

Here was peace. She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.

So when we looked at de picture and everybody got pointed out there wasn’t nobody left except a real dark little girl with long hair standing by Eleanor. Dat’s where Ah wuz’s s’posed to be, but Ah couldn’t recognize dat dark chile as me. So ah ast, ‘where is me? Ah don’t see me.’
… ‘Aw, aw! Ah’m colored!’
Den dey all laughed real hard. But before Ah seen de picture Ah thought Ah wuz just like the rest.

Grown people know that they do not always know the way of things, and even if they think they know, they do not know where and how they got the proof.