Why is it okay to put someone to death, but it’s not okay for those people to do it themselves?
Faith, he had learned that night in front of the flickering television, was most glorious when it was most untouched by reason.
I believe that God—if he exists at all—is what we want him to be. The true God is unknowable, and so we dress him up in costumes that make him visible to us. Then we come up with a lot of very silly rules that we attribute to him and tell everyone if they don't follow those rules, they can't be part of the gang.
