There is but one life at the end of which a death is owed. Something that only a few people know about me is that I think about death more often than some of the more pleasant things in life. I recently witnessed a motorcycle accident that would have been horrific had the rider not survived...but he did. Why did he survive? I watched the whole thing happen and that guy should not be alive. . . but he is. I wonder if he sees things differently now knowing that he cheated death. I should only hope so.
If I met God today, I would have nothing worthwhile to share with Him. No marriage, no kids... he gave me this life with which to create something and what I have for Him is NOTHING.
But what if there is no God? I'd rather be in Hell than to know that to be true...because if there's no God, then we're all in big, big trouble. There will be no afterlife, then. This is it. . . and if all we have is this world--this sick, disturbed and disgusting world--then we're already in Hell.
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