The struggle of being a man I have come to learn is a designed state of affairs. In one's existence a view either towards the infinite or infinitesimal causes an acknowledgment of one's station. Precariously dangled between these two extremes. One makes you wonder in awe at how glorious you are among creation. The other how insignificant.
The Christian faith is the only reconcilable nexus for these infinite reference points. God's descencion from infinity into creation proves our glorious state absent pride and your insignificance without the loss of self.
The station I believe leaves us unsettled and uncomfortable to steer us to a choice of denial or perfection. Not a temporal perfection but a transformation into a new station infinite in its proportions. Absent acceptance of this condescending offer denial will create a false sense of self improperly fixed to its reference points. Everything is false here. Even the truth obtained through life are parenthetically captured in the general statement which is a lie.
God, only the incomprehensible God, of the Christian faith can be comprehended in this precarious chasm of our existence. Every other God invention finds its origins in creation and cannot transcend the finite imagination. That which is infinite must reach to us bearing gifts of infinite import such as faith, hope, love, grace, and eternal life to fix us to truth and true reference.