[ WP ] God shows you 3 Doors . Door One leads to eternal happiness , Door Two leads to infinite knowledge . Then there is Door Three , and God has never opened it yet .

`` But... how can you not know what's behind it?'' She asked, because there was nothing less reassuring than *God* not knowing something. 
 
 `` I did n't say that,'' God said patiently, their voice kind, `` I said that I have never opened it. I can not, only the person who chooses it can,'' 
 
 `` Well, what's behind it then?'' She came to stand in front of the last door. It looked exactly like the others, in size and in color. But as she stepped closer to it, she thought it emanated a sort of warmth. She reached out to touch it but stopped herself, unsure if that counted as choosing. 
 
 `` What do most people chose?'' She asked, turning to look at the presence that had brought her here. 
 
 `` Eternal happiness,'' God answered, `` They want to be at peace. Of course, many do choose infinite knowledge. They're afraid of not knowing something. Either choice has a happy end; there can be no wrong choice,'' 
 
 `` Even the third door?'' She knew she would pick it. She could n't explain why, but the choice was already made. She was too curious not to. Had always been too curious.'Curiosity killed the cat'' many said, but it had n't killed her. Cancer had done that for her. 
 
 `` Even the third door,'' God confirmed, and she thought she heard a smile in their voice. It was God, of course they knew her choice already. Had probably known before she'd been born. 
 
 She did touch the door now, and it was as warm as she had thought. It opened easily, and beyond it was a long hallway. She could see light at the end of it, and was suddenly filled with understanding. 
 
 `` I get to start over,'' She said, but it was n't a question. `` To be reborn. Why do n't more people choose this?'' 
 
 `` They are more worried about the destination, instead of the journey.'' God said, `` But that is their choice. Some choose to go back again and again, although they do n't remember that when they come back.'' 
 
 `` How many times have I?'' 
 
 `` My child, your soul is one of the oldest. My little adventurer. I doubt you'll ever get tired of your journey.'' 
 
 She smiled at that, feeling that same warmth creeping through her. She stepped through the door.
