After my sexual assault a few years ago, I found myself thinking a lot about God. In the process. I’ve come to realize I’m more spiritual than I am religious.
What I mean by this: As far as praying to God goes, I’m more about looking inside for inner guidance — tapping into our own abundantly powerful inner resources — which, I suppose, is where some might say God does indeed reside.
Which reminds me of one of my favorite cartoons . . .
Two sock puppets are talking to each other. One sock puppet says to the other: “Sometimes I wonder if [...]