Brahma says: "O Lord, so only one who has received even a drop of the grace coming from your lotus feet can know the glories of your bhagavan feature. No one else, not even after making prolonged efforts."
So those of us, like myself, who are condemned by nature to go on trying have to think that the only reward for so doing is the effort itself.
The situation is a bit different for a devotee, however. Even in the deepest entanglement of trying to understand, there is so much sweetness, because bhakti is not abandoned. It is not "kevala" bodha-labdhaye, but something far more subtle than that.
In ascertaining specifically what the Lord's svarupa is for me, individually -- i.e., what is the nature of his revelation to me? how does he reveal himself to me? -- one discovers the depths of one's own unique individuality.
Love can only exist between unique persons, not poster cutouts or mock individuals who define themselves by the fads they follow. And on certain levels of religiosity, where one worships a cardboard cutout of God--or a list of commandments--the same thing applies.