But man invents nothing God did not create first.
Had he known his death was imminent, he might have gone somewhere else. Instead, he did what we all do. He went about his dull routine as if all the days in the world were still to come. ~pg 4
But fates are connected in ways we don’t understand.
Strangers are family you haven't recognize yet
There is a reason God limits man's days.
"You marked the minutes," the old man said. "But did you use them wisely? To be still? To cherish? To be grateful? To lift and be lifted?"