“Reason is a whore, the greatest enemy that faith has.” – Martin LutherI was born in the great city of New Orleans, Louisiana, where I was raised and steeped in the Roman Catholic tradition. I went to Catholic grammar school, was confirmed as a Catholic at the age of twelve, and graduated from an excellent Catholic high school by the age of seventeen. I had been to church, pretty much every Sunday for all my life. It was the way I was brought up. Throughout my formative years, I saw some things in the church that made sense, but I also saw a lot of things that made no sense at all. By the time I was a senior in college at the University of New Orleans, I was looking for some answers about God – most significantly – did He really exist? This of course begs the questions of why and how? Why would someone who had been raised and steeped in the Roman Catholic tradition question the existence of God? And how in the world would that someone find the answer to that all important question?