Growing up, I struggled with faith altogether, but more specifically with the idea of “evil” as anything but an abstract concept the just meant, “not good” or “worse than bad.” I wasn’t even sure I really believed in God, much less a red guy with horns and a tail living in a fiery pit. Mind you, I was never an atheist, just sort of agnostic. And part of…
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