The way it has to be.

Today I was driving down to my parents' home, to pick up my new phone, listening to the droll voices of talk radio and drifting in and out of thoughts, like a fish unsure of taking the bait. I'm a sucker, of course I bit, but here are the thoughts of that catch:

I have heard people discuss the implications of prophecies, both of God and men (most notably Nostradamus), and frequently in these discussions the debate ensues about whether they are destined to be, or merely warnings so that we may turn our course. Inevitably someone will state that these are warnings for our benefit, that we may glance upon ourselves as a race and determine that the road we're heading down leads to destruction, change, and continue on. But I must tell you that, at least in my view, and I cannot speak on all prophetics, the prophecies of both God and Nostradamus are destined to be. They cannot be changed or manipulated (of course agreement is based upon a basic understanding that God exists). This is because a fundamental purpose of the prophecies revealed to the prophets of biblical times by God is to turn the hearts of men to him; to provide proof of his existence. Also, in keeping with the above understanding, God created the stars by which Nostradamus came to his quattrains (Genesis 1:14 allows the lights of the sky to be for signs), so we could accept Nostradamus as someone who had a great understanding of the design of the universe, being able to discern the signs of the skies and thus being the plan laid out from the beginning. So, you see, everything that is has been planned, at least in a general sense, and the things to come are destined to be, so that as time goes on, more may come unto Him, seeing the things He has done.