When God falls silent

Once again I find myself in the house of the Lord. How fortunate this is, for I am trying to find myself and my faith, which is hidden to men: it is an old man’s faith! A complicated faith. A faith which is hard to find after all that has occurred along this extensive route. Still I am without a spiritual childhood which will allow me to have the type of faith which should be for this day and for all days to come. In my youth, faith blossomed; there was a faith and a spiritual childhood which we