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It was twenty years ago. I told the counselor I didn’t know what I believed anymore, or even if I believed anything anymore.
“I just don’t have enough faith,” I said.
Is there one thing you can still hold on to?”
The traffic in the street below whizzed by and the warm air blew quietly through the heat register in the floor as I squirmed in my chair. Finally I said, “This much. A children’s song. ‘Jesus loves me, this I know.'”
“That’s all you need.”
“But I don’t have faith in church, or prayer, or eschatology, or Calvinism, or Arminianism, or Catholicism or any of that stuff…”
“I’ll have faith for you,” he said. “You just hold on to that one piece in your hand and enjoy it.”
This is a photo of my grandson’s cat McGyver. He loves to climb into the tree and bat the baubles. He…
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