Lying in bed, I turn and gaze over at my mate, the love of my life. She knows me as well as anyone can, it is with her that I feel completely understood. And yet I will never truly know her. Try as I might to share every thought and inner secret, to connect in every way possible, I still cannot experience the same sunset, cannot hear a song or taste a food or suffer a loss as would she,…
Several years ago, at the absolute depths of my personal crisis, a horrendous and hideous thought suddenly occurred to me: What if there is no God? What if this entire existence is … meaningless? What if all of the suffering and anguish and turmoil…