I can't remember a time when my mom didn't work. She has forever been on the move: a go-getter. When my brother Adel and I had a paper route as kids my mom would get up before us at the crack of dawn to drop off the Washington Post at different corners.
Surely God would not have created such a being as man with an ability to grasp the infinite to exist only for a day! No no man was made for immortality.
