I am God's atheist, a skeptic who finds the Bible's narratives implausible and absurd. The notion that Jesus died for my sins and the concept of Hell seem utterly preposterous. Twenty-one years ago, my wife Mary Jo and I were on our first cruise, celebrating our second honeymoon after twenty years of marriage. Mary Jo was the light of my life, a woman whose laughter could brighten the darkest days and whose kindness touched everyone she met. As we danced, she suddenly collapsed and died at the age of 43. The pressure changes from our flight had dislodged a blood clot, which struck her heart. I watched in utter disbelief as her midsection grotesquely swelled, and a torrent of fluid erupted from her mouth, spraying over ten feet. It was as if a dam had burst within her, unleashing a flood of sorrow and shock that still reverberates through my soul. The absolute insanity of the nightmare I witnessed is still painful to remember. The word surreal somewhat explains the devastation of my world but not adequately enough.

With that being said, I've acquired the knowledgeable wisdom that we are entering into an era of magnificent beauty, perfect harmony, perpetual joy, growing wisdom, pure truth, unending peace and unconditional love. Bob