I was working in a factory. It was the summer between my sophomore and junior year of college. It was the kind of job that made me determined to finish school because, although I liked the people and the physical challenge of keeping up with the conveyor, I knew I would not be happy in that fluorescent, unchanging environment longterm.
My supervisor was a pleasant, laid-back mid-thirty-year-old. I admired his easy-going yet professional way. One of my co-workers remarked that he had grown his recent beard for his role as Lincoln in his church play. Oh, he goes to church.
So the next time we chatted I mentioned that I was reading Out on a Limb. He cheerfully, matter-of-factly, non-judgmentally replied, “It doesn’t say anything about other planets or reincarnation in the Bible.”
The Bible? That got me thinking…..