I often think about good and evil. Why would a good God allow evil? Why as men are we always plagued with inner turmoil around the idea of our own goodness? Why do we among all animals suffer so greatly for our sins? As I ask questions like this I am always drawn back to the teachings of my childhood. Even as my beliefs have changed and grown, I cannot help but believe that answers are there in the book of Genesis. Very few stories or experiences have shaped my beliefs as much as this one simple story about a time when Adam and Eve lived in paradise.