A time is coming, yes, I do tell you the truth, when I will be with you no longer, in a little while, yes, I will no longer be with you here…but wait, only a little while after that, I shall be with you again, you shall see my face in radiance, and you shall here my voice.

What is faith? What is Religion? What is it about questioning yourself about questioning your own faith, or another’s faith? What is up with those magnificent Cathedrals filled with people who feel safe in them, at least for a little while?

What is up with the men on street corners with the end of the world signs they are holding up? What is up with all of the bombing and people dieing, a village crushed, a bus exploding? What is up with poverty?

What are we doing just driving around, wanting to have some reason to live, but not really caring because we go on doing nothing, just sitting, waiting, wondering, wandering, pretending to know something about life when we answer a Jeapardy question correctly.

Lord have mercy.