Dear God,
My great, great, great, great, great, great grandpa
isn't doing so well. I mean, Grandpa Adam was 874 years old when I was born
(Gen 5), but I wonder how much longer he will live. I wonder what happens to
people that die. I know You didn't want us to die. And I have never known
anyone that died, but I did hear stories of great, great, great, great, great
Uncle Abel. I know that he died when great, great, great, great, great Uncle
Cain got angry and killed him (Gen 4:8). And I also heard about that young man
that injured Lamech so Lamech killed him - my cousin Lamech, not me (Gen 4:23).
I wonder if you could just take us all away instead of us dying like you did
with Grandpa Enoch (Gen 5:24)? That would be so cool! I tried asking Grandpa
Adam that, but he said that we used to be allowed to live forever, but he and
Grandma Eve broke Your only rule that You gave them and because they did You
said that they would, "return to the ground, since from it you were taken;
for dust you are and to dust you will return." (Gen 3:19) I think that's
kind of scary. Grandpa Adam gets really sad when I tell him stories about what
people are doing these days. He says when he and Grandma Eve lived in the
garden it was peaceful. I told him about how much people party and how mean
people are. He said none of that even used to exist. It's crazy how much the
world has changed in his lifetime. God, I hope You can fix it. Grandpa Adam
says You can because You made it all, and he says I should try to obey You even
when everyone else doesn't. So I will try, because I believe all the stories
Grandpa Adam tells me about You. Please hurry though, there is so much bad
everywhere!
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