Dear God,

I remember the day I sat down with my high school coach who’s like a father to me, tell me a story about his father sitting him down about the afterlife.
His father said, “You really don’t know what’s going to happen after death. At the end of the day one group is right, and a whole lot of people are wrong. Better hope your group right.” - then me & coach both laughed.
After I laughed, I started to really think who’s right & who’s wrong.
Because of the unknown, that’s why I have faith.

November 20, 1977