Jeanne,
One Sunday, when I was spending the weekend with you, you asked if I wanted to go to church with you. I declined and you playfully said you'd pray for me. A wise idea, of course.
I know your faith is strong. You told me how you prayed for your sister when she had cancer and vowed to wear a cross, and never take it off if she got well. She did and you kept your word. So I understand.
I have less faith -- I wish I had more but I don't and just pretending isn't right. Like Fox Mulder lost in a Canadian forest, "I want to believe". But faith can't be given, it must be found. I haven't found it yet. I left the church long ago and recently found I am not alone in being an ex-Catholic. Damn, the woods are full of them these days!
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