Having just seen Sagan's Blue Dot (thanks be to rimjob), and bhlogger's diary about the Republicans and Organized Religion, I guess now is as good a time as any to start.
My mother made an honest effort to raise us Presbyterian, and my father made an honest effort to bring us up Methodist. But very early on, it just didn't "fit" for me.
It took a long time, but I came to hear the voice of the Being with Nine Billion Names. Lately, that faith is being sorely tested.
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