We’re not very old before we begin to realize that we live in an imperfect world. Things often don’t turn out the way we expect or want them to. As we grow older, we unconsciously expect to be in control of our situation, and if we believe this we’re both surprised and annoyed when it doesn’t. There’s something built into the fabric of this world that reminds us that we are not in control of our destiny. Why are there earthquakes, tsunamis, forest fires, famines and floods? Some would argue it’s because we haven’t advanced enough technologically to have all these things under control, that someday we will live in a man-made paradise where everything is perfect? Our dreaming of such perfection suggests that someday this may be possible. But if we’re realistic the chances of us being able to control such large forces are vanishingly small. The world we live in is somehow flawed, different from what its Maker originally intended it to be. Others suggest that if we ever could live in such a perfect world we would be totally bored by its predictability. Everyone asks the question: “What’s the point of it all?”, but only some settle for the answer: “No point whatsoever”. To find an answer, we need to look outside of ourselves. There lived a Man who knew such an answer, and who offers us a way to finding it ourselves.