It’s a paradox that none of us matters scarcely a dot in the grand picture of creation, and yet each of us matters immensely in the grand picture of love. Perhaps paradox is the central truth of the universe. The universe is forever expanding, yet each of its creatures is breaking down, a subject of entropy, running out of time and energy. Are paradoxes explainable phenomena? One great paradox is that we search our lives for answers yet are never sure that we’ve found them. Faith asks us to believe in the invisible, the improbable, the un-provable. To call nothing something.
