a savior. But I always found myself more focused on the mystery that was the father, or mother or, whatever it is—than I was in any figure conceptualized to be the symbol of the singular Creator. In the end, after years of addressing the question, I realized that I was never going to pass the acid test of being a christian. Although strangely enough, I didn't dismiss this belief system either. If it were true,
I felt that it was beyond my ability to ascertain it and to embrace it—agnosticism, I suppose.
Although for me, when it came to the Creator of the universe, I didn't really become an agnostic;
I just felt that the Creator was inherently transcendent, obviously beyond completely grasping.
I am a believer.
the holidays have been a special, very beautiful time for us.
We dance and laugh and remember special moments.
I ponder whether some would consider me lost or a heathen--
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For The Moment Saksoni