So, I guess I'm writing this blog for Abbey, who wants me to write more. So Abbey, a glketa (present) for you.

I've been thinking a lot about life and death recently. I don't really think it's possible to go through life with a complete understanding of our mortality. I think that kind of understanding would drive a person crazy. I mean, maybe we catch glimpses of it, but overall, I think we're all in a huge state of denial. I remember one summer night at home when I was in college, lying in bed and just completely reaching the edges of my understanding of mortality and eternity. Finally, the most peaceful thought I could conclude was that if I believe in a god Who made the universe, and I trust Him to keep the earth on its axis, and I trust Him to keep things moving as He has for an infinite number of years, then I have to trust Him with eternity itself.

Recently, I was driving home and thinking about one of the children I have taught. I was thinking about how the kids who I taught as preschoolers are now in 3rd grade, and soon, they will be in high school, graduating, and having children of their own. I was thinking about my sweet surrogate niece, and how I wonder so much what she will be like when she is older.

But one day, she will be older. And then their will be new babies for me to wonder and dream about. Until eventually, it's all over for me and there's no more babies to watch grow up, and there's no more hopes or dreams to see fulfilled on the earth.

And then, eternity.