“With all respect, I’ve never understood the logic behind the oh-so-common “something tragic happened to me, so I don’t believe in God anymore” reaction.”
I’m going to guess there was more to it than that. I think it also depends on what you were told about God . . . like if you were told that you would always find comfort and peace in God, but when something tragic happens, you only feel alone and empty – you might abandon that spirituality.
I can handle it at a family restaurant . . . it’s when I’m shelling out a couple hundred bucks for a dinner for two at an upscale establishment that makes me irked.
I can handle it at a family restaurant . . . it’s when I’m shelling out a couple hundred bucks for a dinner for two at an upscale establishment that makes me irked.
Maya Angelou comes to mind . . . America still has many successful poets, but I would argue that the average American’s interest in poetry has waned.