Born with a spiritual defect, I detect a heart taking flack. In fact, pre-programmed to want and lack from the moment our mothers begat. From birth cursed, destined merely for death, brought forth solely in jest...it seems, I mean; Can it be that we - man - be purpose-free? Created for what, when and then? Disconnected from the One who formed you, it ought not to be. Instilled deep inside me, you too have this plea. There was a plan before conception, a purpose prior inception. Version two point o refraction! Check it; before the foundation of this world, He knew you and chose you. To consecrate to Him a purposeful you, set apart for Him...alone. To be without blame in His love. No rhyme can beat this beat, no heart bleed can match this read. He played it so, so we can emote this show. God sees you without the bars of time, in the nick of Love, in the eternity of Himself. But for us to know Love, to live Love and share Love, He gave us earth. Set in time, we conform to version one point o. In time you have to reconnect with your Creator, validate your citizenship in heaven and confirm His greatness. In time you will know who you are, once you believe Christ's death ended your war...long before! In time you will taste eternity, because He concurred death with certainty! In time you will say bye to time, and welcome everlasting life! But now; live by faith in the One. Ask Him how. For now, try this race, run with Grace. What do you have to lose other than time...the only thing separating you from glory divine!