Infinity

Sitting on the patio this cloudless night, can see zillions of stars, blinking away and wonder…

When did this thing we call a universe begin? A big bang or a supreme being? And I ask, before that?

I have a theory.

I believe we exist in a mason jar perched on a middle schoolers shelf, an uncompleted homework project. Dust gathering on the sealed lid. Forgotten.

Time is relative. Ask any adolescent. Even Peter declared that “one day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day.”

Consider this: even infinity had a before.