Faith Can Move Mountains
I should preface this by saying that I am not a religious man. Not in the conventional sense, anyhow, and, with that in mind, please bear with me for the following spiel.
I recently was working nights and found myself in Central London, standing on a street corner in the cold and speaking with a security guard with whom I’ve worked before. For the three or four hours we were standing there, conversation breached many topics as we passed the time. We spoke ironically about ‘the Youth of today,’ we talked about jobs and relationships and how to balance the two, we talked about the imminent threat of nuclear war and how stepping into the road as early as tomorrow could equally mean the death of someone, but it is our final topic that really got me thinking and has prompted this ‘naked thought’ to you, my invisible audience.