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Strident faith? You haven’t really thought about it.

The older I get the more mysterious life appears to me. I hope that’s a sign of growing wisdom, rather than leaking faith.

The ENd word Jeremy McQuoid
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When I was in my teens and twenties, life was pretty ‘black and white’. I knew what to believe, and what not to believe, was confident in my convictions, and sometimes intolerant of older saints who weren’t quite as unequivocal as I was. But the ageing process has left me a lot less strident, I think in a good way.