Choice.
Okay, as a disclaimer here, I feel like this post is something that my in-person friends have heard me say a lot, and I may have also touched on it briefly here, so if you feel like you're having deja vu, it's because I'm basic and predictable. Now that we've got THAT outta the way, I want to talk about love again, but this time, in a different way. And also, I'm going to talk about faith again, but differently. So really, I'm a broken record. I currently lead the church choir for my congregation. Right now we're singing a song called "I Believe". Composed by Mark A. Miller, the lyrics are modified from an anonymous poem written by a Jewish fugitive on the wall of a cellar in Cologne, Germany, around the time of the Holocaust. Those lyrics are: "I believe in the sun even when it's not shining. I believe in love even when I don't feel it. I believe in God even when God is silent." These lyrics teach a principl...