When I was a young boy, my father was an evangelical minister. After my parents divorced, he lost his position with the church. He spent the next several years searching for something in which to believe. He is five years older than my mother. She was sixteen when they married, and she was twenty-eight when they divorced. At the time, she had three children, a strong faith in God, and very little faith in herself. The split left my mom feeling unappreciated and my father in spiritual doubt. These circumstances set the stage for my own personal search. I wanted the appreciation my mother felt...