And then there was a new person.
I love meeting people. All over the world. Some formal introductions with significant long-term ramifications; others simple nods or handshakes, first names only, soon forgotten upon exiting the parking lot.
But it’s another thing to meet a person when no one else has ever met them.
Because that person was made from scratch.
The fact that – in the original intention of it all – God designed human beings to be created out of love is fundamentally grand. What could be simpler? What could be more extravagant?
That God would trust the power of perpetuating the human race to the human race.
And then there was Levi. ch: