here are few people who can say they have never thought about the questions concerning the purpose for human existence. In our moments of quiet, moments of grief, and even moments of joy, sometimes a small yet persistent voice begs us to consider if there is an ultimate purpose and answer to life. Some of us successfully drown that voice beneath the noise of business or busyness; we grab a hold of a few useful expressions for warding off religious fanatics, and live as if we will never die. But death reaches us all and if our death is not the end, if we discover that we are completely conscious and existing on a level with absolute clarity of thought and recollection, then it is entirely possible that we will be either relieved, or full of regret, that we did or didn’t heed the voice which called us to seek answers to life.
But where should we look? The world is full of religious and secular systems that claim to know the answers to life. On a personal level, I have tried séances with the spiritists, practiced Zen and Karate with the Buddhists, Transcendental Meditation with the modern day Hindus, and come through it all as empty as when I started. I have read the ideas of Confucius, The Bhagavad-Gita and Rig Veda, countless pieces of so-called wisdom from so-called enlightened philosophers and gurus, and found myself with that small voice assuring me to keep looking, urging me to continue the search. In all of the years that I was searching I usually had the profound instinct that there was a God, and that if I asked Him sincerely, that He would lead me to truth. I did ask, and He did lead.
I have always been a skeptic. Faith had to beg me for years before I would adopt and eventually own it. It was only after the most dramatic experience of my life, after a personal encounter with someone I thought was long gone and dead, that I learned the truth about life. Since that day in the early 1980’s, He has shown me the logical and undeniably incredible story of His revealing Himself in the Biblical Scriptures and creation. This book is my feeble attempt to show you that there is one absolute truth, one eternal destiny, and one person who is fulfilling His plan for humanity. His name is written on the atoms, on our fingers and DNA. If you stop for a moment and listen to that small voice, it is His voice, calling you to seek Him. My prayer is that as you read these pages, the road will open up before you and bring you to that place your heart longs to experience.
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