“How can I know God cares about me?”

She was involved in dance and the arts, and in her retirement was called upon to judge competitions and rate candidates for special arts colleges, and from my view she was a significant person in those fields, at least locally. But she always complained, “I never found my place”. She was unfulfilled and wanted me, an American evangelical Christian redstate redneck, to tell her about God.

I can’t help but think that western European countries are FULL of people like this. They know there’s more to life and want to find it. But their society has shunned all that.

She was raised Catholic but complained that church was just a social club and one’s membership affected one’s social standing, that’s all.

Europeans have almost no outlet for real religious seeking. It’s good to see that in spite of that, they can organize and express themselves in ways that are noticed. God bless ‘em.