One can understand the fascination with religious faith, Christianity in particular.
Think about the ramifications, the implications of the offspring of the Creator of the Universe making an appearance, for a short time, on earth. It’s mind-blowing, really.
I so want to believe it is true, but it’s not easy to keep the faith. The journey from belief to cynicism, from faith to doubt, is not necessarily a long one.
The closer I get to calling it a day in this line of work, the less patience I have for people and God. Many people don’t try hard enough, and God seems, more often than not, to be a construct, a crutch, a fabrication born of fear and unknowing. I realize I’m not the first person to think or say these things, but apparently it’s my turn at the moment.
“I believe. Help my unbelief.”
