We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
that's a good one. my other favorite st. augustine: faith is to believe what you do not see and the reward of that faith is to see what you believe.
but what calls an adult to become willing to believe who a)hasnt gone through something tragic or life-altering or b)isn't a recovering addict working a twelve step program (two things that ive seen give people the willingness to try the god thing out and find it works) but c) was not raised in "god home?"
i don't know. i suppose that is where our kindliness, tolerance and love are supposed to speak for us and reflect the power of our faith? my words certainly fall on deaf ears.