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We live between the poles of birth and death. One filled with possibility and one with regret. For the materialist, this presents a bit of a quandary. Believing that a purposeless universe gave birth to purposeless creatures they find themselves unable to explain why they spend eighty years obsessing over purpose. Believing that life is a crapshoot…..
Quietly we float in the darkness of the womb, the hands of the Author carefully fashioning us into unforgettable human characters for His literary masterpiece. Every limb woven together, each hair individually counted. He knits His narrative thought into a unique character tapestry. We hear the metronomic beat of our mother’s heart meticulously counting down the days until our dramatic film debut. We open our eyes but see only darkness. We intermittently kick our cocoon to see if someone is really out…..
