Faith and Doubt

Life is a great surprise,” Vladimir Nabokov wrote, “I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.”9

More than any time in human history, humankind faces a crossroads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness. The other leads to total extinction. Let us pray we have the wisdom to choose correctly.

To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportatio

Doubt is to belief what darkness is to light, what sickness is to health. It is an absence. Sickness may be the absence of health, but health is more than the absence of sickness. So it is with doubt and faith. Doubt is a good servant but a poor master.

If I refuse to sing a word or play a note until I'm certain of perfection, there will never be music.”

But I need to decide how I will live on this side of the door.

There is one road to certainty—through a door marked “death.”

the ironies of atheism is that if there is no such thing as life after death, atheists can never know for sure that they were right, and believers can never know for sure that they were wrong.

We believe and we doubt. Believing and doubting share the same inevitability, but they are not equal. They cannot lay the same claim on our allegiance. They do not share the same power.
If there are places beyond the cul-de-sac, doubt cannot take us there.

My wound is an unanswered question. The wounds of all humanity are an unanswered question.