The ancient image of God whispers within every man of everlasting hope; somewhere he will continue to exist. Still he cannot rejoice, for the light that lighteth every man that cometh into the world troubles his conscience, frightening him with proofs of guilt and evidences of coming death. So is the ground between the upper millstone of hope and the nether stone of fear.
Even death and its accompanying fear is a grace given to man by God, pointing to the judgment that waits for him as a result of the Fall.
