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Insecurity: the only safe place
I'll admit it: sometimes I start to lose faith in my faithlessness. I get this craving to believe. I'm not fully cured of my thirty-year addiction to dogma. I sniff some 80 proof belief and have a little fantasy about bellying up to the church bar again. Then the saner side of me whispers, Stay strong, Brian. WWWD? Ah, yes. WWWD. Others, of course, find inspiration in WWJD – but these are folks looking for security, and I've come to realize that this is the root of religious addiction. So a few days ago I renewed my commitment to sobriety…
