““I want you to know something. She nods, but she closes her eyes as though she wants to focus on my voice and nothing else. When my mom died, I stopped believing in God. She lays her head on her arms and keeps her eyes shut. I didnt think God would make someone go through that much physical pain. I didnt think God would make someone suffer like she suffered. I didnt think God was capable of making someone go through something so ugly. A tear falls from Rachels closed eyes. But then I met you, and every single day since then, Ive wondered how someone could be so beautiful if there wasnt a God. Ive wondered how someone could make me so incredibly happy if God didnt exist. And I realized … just now … that God gives us the ugliness so we dont take the beautiful things in life for granted.””
