I went to visit my Grandmother�s grave the other day. It had been a few months since my last visit. I feel bad for not visiting more often because my jobs literally have me driving by the cemetery five times a week. During the winter it�s hard because the place closes when I get off work. I looked up at the giant Jesus statue and wondered if there was such a person up there. I don�t take it for granted that there is or there isn�t. Just like some believe that were aren�t born with a soul, so I wonder if matters if there is a Jesus or not. All I know is that right now I don�t believe there is, but that doesn�t mean I don�t wish there was.