I'd like to ask you one of the most profound questions I can think of. Who are you?

One practical joker produced a book that looked like any other. The title on the outside read, Wild Animals I have Known, and on the inside was a mirror. When his friends opened this book, they found themselves staring at their own reflections.

Is that who you are? Are you just some kind of animal? A higher primate? A "naked ape," as Colin Morris called us a few years ago? Or is there a reality beyond the world of the flesh? Is there something about each of us that is unique in all of creation? The answer is critically important. If there is only the world of the flesh, the world of animals"”eating, reproducing, and dying"”then there is no meaning, no rhyme or reason, no grand design to life. And there is…