Don’t discount my faith, brother.
I’ve probably got more faith in the human spirit than you’ve got in your whole book.
And it’s far less conditional.
Don’t threaten my faith, sister.
I know at the end of my life I will have tried my best to be my best.
And I didn’t have to rely on anyone to teach me that.
Don’t pity my faith, father.
My strength comes from deep down inside me.
And I take full responsibility for my choices, both good and bad.
Don’t belittle my faith, mother.
My membership is to the congregation of the world.
And its house of worship is both simple and magnificent.
Please understand my faith, child.
But if you don’t agree, I won’t expect you to follow.
I just hope I’ve given you the confidence to find your own.
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