It would appear that a million unicorns have accessed the server rooms at Facebook and Twitter and worked their magic all over them, resulting in a billion glorious, rainbow-filtered profile pictures.
As a child, I was asked to leave scripture class. I was that child- the one with too many questions that weren’t satisfied with vague answers and admonishments to just believe. I pestered the teacher about the fate of children who’d never heard of Jesus. I came up with all kinds of scenarios and demanded answers.