I don't know how I could be able to be remembered what I was doing while I was still a very small baby and here comes the then little baby. How I wish I never grow old to be facing all these challenges of life, Persons enter life through mortal birth and, in due time, disappear through the veil of death. Occasionally, as at the time of birth, we pause in awe of what nature has to say. We see patterns of creation, so ordered and so beautiful as to sponsor deep feelings of reverence and humility. Then, just when we might discover the meaning of life, we are jerked back by the wild, uncontrolled things that humanity is doing to itself.
There are so many unanswered questions. Why the inequities in life?
Some are so rich.
Some so wretchedly poor.
Some so beautifully formed, and others with pitiful handicaps.
Some are gifted and others retarded.
Why the injustice, the untimely death? Why the neglect, the sorrow, the pain?
Why divorce, incest, perversion, abuse, and cruelty?
Why is this life full of mystery? Can't just find the answers to the questions
