In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth, at least that's what they say. He created the birds of the air, and the bees of the field, and he looked at his creation, and he saw that it was good. And then God created men, and it's been downhill ever since.
The story goes on that to say that God created men in his own image, but there's not much prove of that. After all God make the sun and the moon and the stars, and all men make is trouble.
Things don't just happen, people make it happen. People priorities, people make decisions, the world just doesn't happen. Don't get me wrong, I have faith. I do. It's not that I don't believe in God, I just believe in love, and hurt. Faith isn't medicine, faith can't heal you. But then again, it can hurt.
The miracle of life itself, why people live and die, why they hurt, or get hurt, is still a mystery. We want to know the reason, the secret, the answer at the back of the book. Because the thought of us being all alone down here, is too much to bear. But at the end of the day, the fact that we show up for each other, in spite of our differences, no matter of what we believe, is reason enough, to keep us believing.
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