A Little Bit of FATE

"He was a rationalist, but he had to confess that he liked the ringing of church bells."
Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

This weekend's assignment is to find the right church. I don't know what that means yet, but I'll know it when I see it. It'll be a matter of fate...

I know it sounds a bit pretentious being that we're not religious at all and when it comes to religious preachings and practices, I'd be the first to admit that a lot of them don't make any sense and maybe even hypocritical. But for reasons that I cannot explain, I've always felt at peace when I'm inside a church--and this is one mystery that I'm happy not to question.