"God, what is the Answer?" I asked. The question came to mind as I lay in bed one evening looking through my bedroom window one night at the moon, stars and universe. Never crossed my mind that there might be an answer to my question that night; much less an answer so immediate, so fearful, so threatening, and so life changingI was only nineteen at the time I asked the Question. It was an idle question. God was not a conscious part of my life. Don't...