Dr. Edith
The Fractured Faith in the Living Room
Faith fractured, but not yet gone.
Once, I knew where I stood. Scripture was truth, history lined up, and God had a plan. Then a man I called colleague claimed to be older than all of it — and made me believe him. That night in Oklahoma changed me. I came to argue. I left clutching the cross like a child in the dark.
What I'm Into: Biblical manuscripts, quiet debates, the smell of old books, wine at dusk, questions I can't unhear
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