However, here is the problem for me; I am born blind to good things. You metaphor would 100% work, if I were not under the control of my father the Devil. I believe the problem is not with God, but with me; My own pride [sin nature] keeps me from accepting this free gift. And until Christ frees my will, and burries my pride Himself by the work of His Spirit, I will never accept this gift. It is almost akin to Romeo and Juliet. I am a metaphorical Montague, and the person trying to give me a free gift is a Capulet. No matter how enticing, or how kind spoken, I will never accept this gift unless God changes my will, and stops me from my blind, unjust hatred for Him.
Again, thank you for the polite conversation, it is enjoyable.