As he walked, he felt the darkness behind him, following him. He swore he heard it whisper, “Run!

I still don’t know where the river begins, or where it ends. I don’t know where it comes from, or where it goes. I don’t know what it looked like yesterday, or what it will look like tomorrow,”
Father Dominic put forth.

“How the heck am I supposed to see all that from here?” Thomas pleaded.

Father Dominic smiled, his body shaking slightly as he silently laughed.

“Exactly, Thomas. Exactly. Now, think of your life as this river. If I were to ask you to describe it to me, how much of your life would you be able to share?”

This was a question Thomas had never thought about before. Considering his life like this felt strange, uncomfortable.

“I guess I’d share just about as much. I’d only talk about the part I can see right now. I guess I’d only tell you about what I know,” Thomas offered.

Throughout the years, whenever darkness has touched my life, it has been a strong faith in God and a great network of friends that have carried me through the troubled waters and given me the strength to carry on. Your presence here today is an inspiration to me as it symbolizes the friendship and love we have shared throughout the years.

It is one thing to believe in God; it is quite another to believe God.

Side Effects Not only is there no God, but try getting a plumber on the weekend.

When belief in a god dies, the god dies