For years, man has tried to control his environment. And when he could not control it, he invented various gods that could. These gods could be swayed with gifts or sacrifices to control the environment in a particular fashion. If events occured which did not suit your tastes, then clearly your gifts or sacrifices were not as good as the other guy's. Much like two football teams on Superbowl Sunday. The winner inevitably states that God was on their side. Apparently, God has never been a Bills fan. Or a Cubs fan if you're more into the summer sports. But you get my point. Events which you can't control must be controlled by some other being. Somebody HAS to be in control. Things don't just happen, right?
And why is not being in control a bad thing? Sometimes things happen outside your control that are good. Such as rain in a drought or winning the lottery.
And sometimes things happen outside your control that are not good. Such as cancer or strokes. Or loss. Sometimes loss is outside your control. And there is nothing worse than watching something you love slip through your fingers, drifting away, getting smaller and smaller, fainter and fainter, until it's only a memory. There is nothing you can really do about it. You scream and cry and beg for it to stay. But there you are at the endof it all alone and quiet. And wondering what in the world you did (or didn't do) to make someone you love so much want to leave.
But like the ancients who tried to appease the gods, in the end it's all futile. For death is death and all things must die. Moms, cats, love. Nothing lasts forever.
