A story about the beginning of life

Once a long time ago, there began a zygote. This zygote was started by your parents. Cells multiplied and multiplied. From the state of being a microscopic cell you were transformed from a zygote to an embryo and then a fetus. You sucked your thumb lightly as you gasped for the fluid that was your air. With eyes closed, you could only send messages to mom signaling her when you wanted food, and other special needs.  It was dark, yet warm and comforting. Nothing could bring you harm as long as mama was safe. You dreamed dreams as you swam in amniotic fluid. Your bounce within her assured her of your safety. In this miniature swimming pool, the amniotic fluid was your barrier against a world that is full of surprises and dangers to come. But THAT didn't matter...you were safe! Didn't have to feel the pressures of life, only a warm and beautiful presence. And this presence was and is the presence of God..or something He leaves to assure us that He is always with us. His love is like an overflowing waterfall..

thousands upon thousands of water pouring down.  Like this, so His love was poured out to us when we were once fetus'. A beautiful and heart-felt feeling..why was such a love necessary to nurture us in the first place? Because we were made out of love and knowing one is loved encourages them to survive. Love brought our parents to create us..and the love of God was what nurtured us from the womb.