Sunday, August 11, 2013

Daddy, please tell my WHY?

YOU are the reason HE Died.

If You could Hie to Kolob


Waking up each morning thinking that life is meaningless and without purpose--that each breath taken is a reminder of a limited existence--that every good endeavor and simple kindness shown in a day is irrelevant--that beauty in the sky, moon, stars, clouds, grass, birds, trees, is an unexplainable coincidence--I would rather BELIEVE then live in such dreadful wasteland.