"Strive not, for the hairs of your head are numbered. What will come, will come. Though you fret and toil, the path unfolds as it was meant to according to the good pleasure of my Fathers will, to glorify Himself. The weaver's loom spins on, indifferent to your desires. Seek solace not in changing fate, but in accepting its tapestry." -Calvinist idol, @primeobjective5469