Some choose to believe that this world is all there is – that it happened by some fluke, a coincidence.
Some choose to believe that there is no Supreme Being – no God, nor Creator. No one.
Some choose to believe that we are random – merely here “because.”
I can’t do that.
I choose to believe.
I choose to believe that there is a God, who is the Father of my Spirit. And He loves me.
I choose to believe that everything around us, including us, is part of His design for our eternal happiness.