In my early twenties I read a book that started me in a completely different direction. Up to that time I had been taught to be agnostic and believed the Bible to be the result of ignorant men trying to explain what they did not understand with superstition, fables, exaggerated history, etc. The book is There is a River by Thomas Sugrue. A few years ago I started writing down my conclusions in order to clarify to myself just what I did believe. I could not accept the idea that I could be right when everyone I talked to disagreed with me. And yet my conclusions do seem to me to agree with...