Are the things of Christ worthy of a careless regard or a blockish amazement? What understanding can pierce into the depths of the divine doctrine of the incarnation and birth of Christ, the indissoluble union of the two natures? What capacity is able to measure the miracles of that wisdom, found in the whole draft and scheme of the gospel? Does it not merit then to be the object of our daily meditation? How then does it happen that we are so little curious to concern our thoughts in those wonders. Why do we so scarce taste or sip of these delicacies? We busy ourselves in trifles and consider what we shall eat and in what fashion we shall be dressed. We please ourselves with the ingeniousness of a lace or feather, admire a moth-eaten manuscript or some half-worn piece of antiquity, and think our time ill-spent in the contemplating and celebrating that wherein God has busied himself. After all, eternity is designed for the perpetual expressions of these glories, should not we concern ourselves with them?Stephen Charnock, Works, 2:91 (updated Enlgish).