Witt's End

 I haven't found anyone who intellectually investigates our faith that doesn't think we're weird and/or crazy. And that's ok. It may seem like a strange thing to say, but honestly, we stand out. We're strange. And faith is the antithesis to intellect and logic.  During times of crisis like this we need to recognize what we look like. We need to recognize what others perceive as a potential disconnect between our faith and our scientific/secular understanding.  It also leads to those of us who struggle with faith. Who have a separation of thought and idea. We can come across as contradictory at best to hypocritical or spineless at worse. I'm here to address one aspect of that. Where my faith lies. Where it is on my path of experience, life, and growth. I'm not here to reconcile it with my faith, my struggles today. I will address it again. But not yet.  Spirituality is unique to the individual. For me, my spiritual growth and experiences are distinct from my

It's really frustrating to just "know" something but have no remembrance of the process it took to get there.  Think about something that just "clicked' for you. Something that made sense immediately. Something that took absolutely no effort for you to learn. Call it talent or aptitude. Think about something that fit you. Immediately required no work.  I think about how I learned to read. How I learned to speak. Which came first in some ways. They just happened. There isn't a lot of baby talk. There wasn't time spent on phonics. They just happened. But true reading came first. Easiest. I always was voracious in reading. I just digested the words. Easier than I could express them. That's a pattern of my patterns. I saw connections others didn't explain. I still see random patterns others don't, and I can't explain them. When I've talked to other people they talk about sounding out words, having to work from letter sounds to larger piece