When I was about sixteen, I confronted the Catholic priest in my little northern Minnesota hometown with my criticisms of the Catholic doctrine. He listened with a stricken look to my many objections to the faith and then simply said, “It is not our job to understand. God moves in mysterious ways.” “‘Mysterious,’ maybe,” I thought, “but would an omnipotent God be stupid?” So I rejected religion and went searching for the truth. First, I tried drugs, sex, and rocknroll,... Read more