mysterious universe, the majestic rhythms and harmonies, the intricate point and counterpoint partially scored for us by astronomers and physicists; all these insist upon the reality of a creator. Even more so does the existence of beauty, and of courage, and of love in the human heart. However, my faith is founded on something simpler and more direct. Occasionally, at unremarkable moments in daily life—once or twice in the presence of death or of birth—I’ve had such an overwhelming sense of God that, I cannot doubt.
My life so far has been an exceptionally privileged one. I have never had any shattering personal disaster, I have never known poverty, nor have I ever actually known anyone whom I considered an evil