And this morning I'm feeling as if the atheists are right: that the main purpose of my faith is simply to help me feel significant when I am not, and that its secondary purpose is to keep me in line.
But I know that getting out of line is not the answer. It would do nothing but hurt people, including me.
And I know that the reason last night bothered me so much is that it made me feel insignificant, and that all my responses since have been a petulant, silent scream against that - even the ones that have served to bring us closer.
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