When I was a child, my mother insisted I

Accompany her to church every time she attended.

At first, I did not mind for there were kids like me,

With their parents, and we had fun playing.

As I got older, I began to question

Some of the things I saw and heard.

They were patiently explained as things of faith.

But sooner rather than later, faith did not square

what I was being taught. When I got old enough

to make my own decisions, I quit going with her

and ventured forth into the world in search

of my own spirituality. One thing I learned,

‘No place is the work of the devil more apparent

Than in the division of men who say they oppose him.’