It appears that we live in a realm where fantasy and reality is one, and the same.
Or maybe when we watch tv and movies, and read novels, and listen to songs, we suspend our disbelief and never really ever remember to dislodge it.
Perhaps we are waiting for perfection which doesn't quite exist.
It might be that we have imaginations that wouldn't quit.
But when we have a fixed notion of who and how He should be,
it's definitely not due to a stubborn streak;
or naivety;
or
high expectations;
it really is just a flat-out refusal to settle for anything less than what we want,
even if it means that a want and a need are never reconciled,
it's fine, really it is.