To choose life is to love the lord your God, obey him, and stay close to him.
He placed one scoop of clay upon another until a form lay lifeless on the ground ….. All were silent as the Ceartor reached in himself and removed something yet unseen. It called choice . The seed of choice.
Within the man. God had placed a divine seed. A seed of self. The God of might had created earth’s mightiest. The Creator had created, not a creature, but another creator. And the One who had chosen to love had created one who could love in return. Now it’s our choice.
In the Eye of the Storm