Faith “…he needs faith,” Nolo said, “in something, my God, any god, it would help a great deal.” “Faith takes time,” his wife replied, “meetings by friends who introduce…don’t make a big deal out of it if he refuses to come.” Footsteps. “So I shouldn’t invite him to church?” “I just meant if he says no don’t succomb to anger. Please don’t sour him on church.” Ran crawled out from under the low table pushing his ball, wondering what ‘faith’ meant while they left for the place with that label. He waited, but didn’t ask what they had meant. He’d go ask Papa; this was an adult thing, so … Continue reading Faith