“What I feared was not that God wasn’t real, but that suffering had no meaning, no significance, no witness. I could live in a godless world. I was unsure I could live in a meaningless one. A world without a god still made sense. Faith would be one less thing for me to hold. But a world without sense was unbearable. It meant nothing was holding me.”
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J.S. Park,
As Long as You Need: Permission to Grieve