Om avsnittet
It's been hard for me to consume news the past couple of weeks. For someone with my family history - two generations of political refugees, a mother who was an actual political prisoner and Enemy of the State - the crisis in the Ukraine has a very familiar ring, an awful, pit-in-my-stomach feel. I know I should at the very least be reading the front page of the paper, but I just haven't been able to bring myself to do anything but...pray. While I can't even pretend to have a workable grasp of the intricacies of the geopolitical forces at play in this conflict, all of this has the feeling of a "ground shifting beneath our feet" moment. I don't know what NATO should do or not do, or what the American President should be saying to the world. I do know, however, that people are suffering. And that's why I want to share a few words about prayer, and my continuing faith journey from Catholic to atheist to agnostic to shaky, often crappy, humbled, confused believer. It's not a strident piece that's trying to tell anyone what, if anything, to believe - and if you have no interest in my ruminations, I won't be offended. What it is is a sincere, if clumsy, explanation of why I even bother with this faith business. Why, despite my best efforts, I haven't been able to let it go. This episode is also available as a blog post: https://victoriadougherty.wordpress.com/2014/09/09/a-long-days-journey-into-light/ --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/victoria-dougherty/support