There was a time I had an answer for everything. Theology, Life, the “right” thing to do, and I had an “informed” opinion. I was quick, (now I say, hasty) to bless others with my astute and “learned” mind. And then life came. Real life. With dilemmas and conundrums grey areas, tough and impossible choices. And life came with death, and pain, sorrow and grief, parting and separation. My earlier answers didn’t fit, or work or fulfill. The words just added to the emptiness. Now I find that faith and hope contentment and security family and friends outweigh past certainties. Childlike faith outshines adult arrogance.