The lines between reality and imagination, sanity and insanity are easily blurred religion and politics; the intelligent and the scientific. For the latter I believe in mutual correspondence of both entities, scientific thinking should be intelligent and reflect the authenticity and veracity of the Bible. Man’s single evidence of an absolute and established truth.
            I look at my brothers’ children and I find that at certain age we will have questions about life we want answered. I certainly did. Some questions have no answers. We still argue over whether there was creation. Some people think it is intelligent to believe a beginning coming from the combustion of gases with Homo sapiens extemporaneously appearing as people and existing without a Creator.
             Time is a real and interesting concept to comprehend. The period of time it took to create the world was literally seven days. A month is a time unit of approximately thirty days. The Adar Shemi or Veader of the Jewish calendar is included seven times in every nineteenth years. Chislev is the third month of the civil year, the ninth month of the ecclesiastical year in the Jewish calendar.  Time isn’t hard to understand.
            Why was man made from the dust of the earth? The concept of Creation is an underlying principle that governs my life because to accept that creation was not by chance but planned recognizes the existence of a Creator. To recognize God as our Creator gives him the right to judge us and redeem us from trespasses.
             The first consequence of the mistake made by man was the three curses taken into effect after the fall of man, the serpent was cursed, women and men would be at odds with the earth. This is the story of earth. The harsh reality is with man’s fall there was disruption in the created order. This is history.
           Mine is the story of a life that was filled.
          “Please, Please, Please” begged a small child no taller than a stool in histrionic style. School was dismissed and two girls had stopped me to ask me for a little favour. The favour turned out to be a huge one but soon I consented. Although I was the youngest in any class at six I towered over all the boys and girls in class. My ‘alright’ was not malapropism, I was agreeing to follow this little girl who was two or three years my senior home. She was afraid of travelling alone as she should have been because of proliferated stories of people being sacked in the bushes. Though we did not understand what it was, we knew it was bad and we did not want it to happen to us. That was the reason why they needed men, as a bodyguard to help protect them. Clearly, without thinking of my own safety, I followed this absolute stranger to a home.
               Little legs strained up the steep climbs from school to the hills of nowhere.
I did not speak but my ginormous, exhausted eyes rested on the hills that undulated with liquid grace rising up fertile land spilling toward a grim dimming sky. I climbed for what seemed like miles up grassy hills and thick bushes to a dingy place I had never gone before all the while in my silence taking the time to mark my spot to find my way back home.
             The sun had set when I managed to return home exhausted and my clothes soaked from head to toe from sweating. The amatory yet mercurial woman screamed at the top of lungs as she frantically grabbed me and kissed me.
            “I was searching all over for you, we called your school, they did not know where you were and we checked next door, no one knew.” When she hugged my sweaty body wetted her already stained clothes. She moved and spoke with anxiety at the small inscrutable face of a nonchalant child.
           “Where were you?” she exclaimed holding me off her. She had never shouted at me before this moment. I stood rigid and silent as my mind penetrated the woman’s kinesiology. Then we embraced. Then she shook me. Then she embraced me again. I told her what happened when she insisted. She sighed sporting her new bewildered physiognomy. I stared at her wondering without anticipation and knowledge of what was to come. Later that day my mother must have been terribly upset because she flogged me crying while I squealed and bawled helplessly with new discovery of being strictly disciplined. It was the first time I had ever been tanned and I stared at her utterly flummoxed partially because I could sense that it was an act she wanted to do but rather an act she needed to do. It was frightened for what may have been the first time in my life, because I had never seen my mother like this. Sadly doing good deeds does not reap an immediate good reward but I promise you will reap your favourable reward eventually.
           If I did not learn anything else that day I learned that life was not always fair or clear.  I still remember this story and the lessons gained from it so clearly this woman’s need helped me.
           It was my first lesson of pain, misery and knowledge which reverberates through my mind. Till then I was not aware that all actions had consequences.
The present and future nature of reality is determined in part by past history; the historicity of life says we will continue to make mistakes. Why worry at all about the one’s you have made? Instead be wise as a serpent always and take each matter one at a time, giving each matter first to God.

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