The first thing that comes to mind is when I was a little girl, I use to wish upon a star with my grandmother, threw pennies in the wishing wells at local restaurants. One year every time I made a wish it was the same one. One evening I was out to eat at a restaurant with my grandparents, and my grandmother asked me what do you wish for. I told her I was wishing for one thing. She asked what it was, I told her I can’t tell, its a secret. She said oh you have to tell at least one person your secret so they can hope for it with you, I told her it was a guitar. That Christmas they presented me with my first guitar. I was in second grade and was thrilled than I learned secrets weren’t to be kept hidden but revealed. I think that God reveals his secrets to the prophets, he reveals the plans he has for us little by little, and if we didn’t know the secrets he has for us than at least he gives us a clue little by little precept upon precept line upon line.