To life, to love. The gift of life is tempered and complimented with the gift of love. Yet God is love, and God is life. Could life exist without love? If there were not love for life, life would have been eradicated long ago. Could love exist without life? If there were no life for love to hold and adore, what then would love? Who could love? There are men and women alike who abuse both love and life, both their own and that of those around them. The abuse of these things are high treason to mankind, and hurt everyone who looks upon such sins. And yet it is so regularly done. This is a cruel world in which to place one's trust; better not be attempted at all. I would rather trust the founder and the source of both my life and my love. My God is my life, and He is my love. Who could wish for more than this?