SteVen
Active member
At one time I was bothered by the fact that we don't really have ALL the answers.
There was always a loose end somewhere.
I chased the apologetics in every direction, but always came up short somewhere.
And frankly, I don't remember the specifics, only the moment of my release from the tyranny I had inflicted myself with.
I finally realized that I needed to leave some room for faith.
To live with some mystery. To admit that I didn't have ALL the answers.
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There was always a loose end somewhere.
I chased the apologetics in every direction, but always came up short somewhere.
And frankly, I don't remember the specifics, only the moment of my release from the tyranny I had inflicted myself with.
I finally realized that I needed to leave some room for faith.
To live with some mystery. To admit that I didn't have ALL the answers.
/