He dared not look into his eyes. There were no words to express the way that he felt. His heart was full of love and thankfulness and it came to him all at once—a peace that passed his understanding. “It’s a gift, isn’t it God?” he asked cautiously as if the words forming in his mouth were just now forming in his head. “A gift from you.” A fleeting sob caught in his throat as all three stages of his existence; premortal, mortal and post mortal, played before him. When it was over, he kept his head bowed in reverence to the Immortal Being that stood before him. “I’ll always be grateful for my experiences, even though it took me to the very last second to finally understand their purpose.”
“Tell me Jonathan,” God said, “What is their purpose?”