we are far too easily pleased

I've read C.S. Lewis' sermon "The Weight of Glory" about 3 times now, and it seems to be packed with some of the most sobering, and yet hopeful truths that I've ever been confronted with. Here is one of my favorite sections of it:

"Indeed, if we consider the unblushing promises of reward and the staggering nature of the rewards promised in the Gospels, it would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased."

I find this to be such a humbling statement. To know that our earthly desires, in all their current strength and seeming importance, are pretty much a joke in comparison to what we are offered...

Honestly, could we handle the glory that we are offered if we were to be shown it in full right now? I'm not quite sure we could.