Mr. A"s nightmare was small potatoes compared to Mr. C"s little antique box. Why did Mr. A convert from being a confident atheist to a rather non-committal agnostic? That Mr. C didn"t fit the stereotype of an ignorant hypocrite bothered Mr. A, but why does he now doubt his once unflinching ability to make reasonable claims about the existence of God? He is even nervous about a possible afterlife. The little brown box had shaken him to the core. Was he really a man of faith, and blind unjustified faith at that? Intending to pull weeds, Mr. A sat on a pile of dirt contemplating the meaning of his life. Leaving Mr. A for a moment, imagine happy young Christians prancing off to college to find everything they hold dear mocked and dismissed as nonsense. "Jonah in a whale? Humanity saved in an ark?" And with a raising of an eyebrow and peering over the eye glasses, "you don"t reeeally take the Bible literally, do you?" It can be a bit intimidating. Imagine four concentrated years of this...