My journey to/of faith, like all such journeys, has lasted my whole life. My story (the greatly abbreviated version) starts, of course, before my birth, but as we humans look at it, it started upon my baptism a few months after my birth. I was baptised on 6 May, 1973, at St. Clement’s Episcopal Church, in Berkeley, California. As is normal in the Anglican tradition, this was shortly after my birth. I only sporadically attended church for many years. To be honest, although I’m not sure, if someone had asked me during those years if I were a Christian, I would have said (I hope), “No.”
Faith, love, life, and whatever else