You can call it whatever you want: a belief, an idea, a feeling. And you can practice it however you want: tradition, ritual, reading, reflection. It’s how you read a book, how you watch the news and vote, how you live your life. It’s reason and it’s faith. But I think we all have, or at least want, to stand for something. We select a career, a partner, a lover. We have kids or don’t. We find happiness, keep trying, or give up.

We can argue semantics and talk about Truth; we can read ten books or one. The point, gentlemen and ladies, the only thing that matters is that is does matter. It matters to me just as much as it matters to anyone else. And that is why we must keep talking about it. When we stop talking about it people get dragged through the streets and tortured, disappear in the night, or fly planes into skyscrapers.

I don’t have the cosmos or heaven or an all-knowing, all-powerful creator’s blessing to back up my claims, but I am going to keep making them. And I expect someone to keep countering them. And then I’ll counter you and we’ll go on not shooting each other. But today I pick back up the torch that I picked up when Katie and I started this blog, because it matters to me that this perspective be a part of the discussion. I want you to be intellectually curious enough to question the rules set arbitrarily before you, even the secular ones. And I want you to keep talking to me about why you can’t not believe in God and why I should start. Why your god? Why any god?

Let’s let loose the Leviathan of discourse and see where we end up, shall we?

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