If you believed in God but didn’t go to church, and only prayed on an as-needed basis, you lived with your fingers crossed that your life was stacking up to make some sort of sense, and that it was preparing you for what was to come. But that meant you were depending on a map you were drawing as you went along. When he read, heard, and watched the news, he wondered how many people were out there doing the same thing he was—scratching their heads as they tried to figure out how to prioritize their worries and confront their prejudices; drawing their own maps with their fingers crossed.
