It was logical to be agnostic. There was no data, no proof to back up faith in the supernatural, the divine. I wanted to believe, but you can’t choose to believe, can you? I couldn’t.
Growing up, I’d been raised to believe in God (or should I say, “a God”?). The rudimentary conception was there was someone out there, a benevolent force who cared. They w…
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