â??You did what?â? I asked my wife, Jackie, in amazement when she told me that she had gone to church. It was the late summer of 1985, and I had called home while on a business trip in Paris.
You see, church was not part of our dialogue for many years. I had gradually walked away from faith in the late 1960s after having been brought up Catholic in a Boston suburb. I certainly believed there was a God and had a sense of Godâ??s presence, but I didnâ??t read the Bible and only prayed when I was in trouble, needed help, or as part of occasional blessings at a holiday dinner.
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