When I was a child, I wanted a horse. But, with all my pleadings, I never got one. It was my dream to move out west when I grew up and be a cowboy. And, to be a cowboy, I needed a horse! Never mind that we lived 3 miles from the Pacific Ocean and in a city. Perhaps my parents were a little wiser, though they were good parents. In this aspect, God is like our parents.
