Without mountain how are my legs and lungs made stronger by the climb? Without walls how may the books that line the interior find promise in young hearts. Without dreams how will the conceptual ever materialize to present the miraculous. Without wars how may we ever truly cherish peace? Without failure the joy of success would be paltry. Without love there would be no reason to fight but greed. Without hope we never look past today’s misery to the promise of tomorrows sunshine.

Without Faith it is impossible to please God. Without God it is impossible to be anything at all. Without anything at all my reason becomes moot and my purpose dispelled logic. Without Logic I cannot embrace a God who loves me enough to set straight what I have foolishly made crooked. Without the bends in men’s behavior we would never see the straight line to glory. Without Glory we would never know Unity and the promise of being One. Without One there can Never Be Two. Without two there was never me and you.

Without Time the crime becomes quite normal. Without Normal the odd looks happenstance. Without beige my sandals are just tan. Without Plans there will never be completion. Without completion the story never ends. Without ends the means justify every reason. Without reason the box appears to be permanent captivity for unqualified mind. Without failed thinking we cannot have revival. Without revival so many will never know their God. Without God we are left as nothing in the nothing of the nothing. Without Nothing He couldn’t have made it all.

He IS or I Am Not.