...they needed someone to explain, to spin, the parts of the tale that couldn't be suppressed. Someone reputable and educated. Someone brilliant yet absolutely committed to the faith. Someone like my father.
Every worldview I chose, it seemed, edged me toward belief.
We virtually never feel our age, but thinking that we should can lead to disaster.
In fact, when care appears, unconditional love often vanishes.
To know what that true self is without social pressure is to know your true nature.
I have come to believe that there are infinite passageways out of the shadows, infinite vehicles to transport us into the light.