In those moments where life feels absolutely out of control, like when you

clutched [your] 15-year-old’s icy hand in the back of the ambulance

that feeling of fear etches deeply into our bones. That fear never really goes away (as we witness reading this post).

My point? A hypothesis.

Religious believers are afraid. They choose to live in fear. Zealots are aware their faith-based systems are dying. Stats confirm this. Nones are the largest growing demographic in study after study.

Living in / with chronic fear produces the backlash we're witnessing today.

Fortunately Brent's outcome (his recovery as well as his thriving - thanks to you two) allowed that initial fear experienced in that ambulance ride to decompose on the compost pile we call life.

As I dive deeper into how fear feeds hate I grow more adept in the miracles of allowing grace to work it's magic. Sounds woo-woo - I know. That's me LOL. Mr. Woo Woo.