"To whom God would make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery among the
Gentiles; which is Christ in you, the hope of glory..." (Col. 1:27)
"My journey through the darkness has only accelerated. I have become adept at inventing
counterfeit lightsbright-colored, flashing lights, pseudo rainbows, artificial sunsets, celluloid
stars. More recently I discovered that God is dead, anyway. I am a product of organic evolution. a
cosmic accident. A unique moment in a mysterious 30-billion-year process. It is an adventure
filled with suspense, cruelty, and meaninglessness. And though I do not know what is ahead never
fear, I am on my way! Even today, after reading the morning news and the latest issue of Time
Magazine, and even though I acknowledge countless gallons of human tears, the endless cycle of
agonizing tragedy, I, along with the world's majority, maintain that Adam made the right decision.
Even as I swallow my tranquilizers, rush to my psychiatrist, take that extra drink, endure my third
divorce, and watch my children reject all the ideals I tried to pass on, I still say there is hope."
(Author unknown).
In a world of confusion, darkness, depression, sorrow, and despair, Christ is our only answer.