You will forgive me
for eavesdropping, I’m sure. If you’ve ever done the lunch thing in a major
metropolis on a main street, you know that bodies are close together and
overhearing one another is usually unavoidable.
Well, forgive me or
don’t, but a group of five a few feet away are discussing a friend who, after
all their best efforts to cure him, remains “religious”. Poor benighted fellow.
And I’m thinking … where does this come from, this compulsion to strip others of the comfort of faith?