Interesting question for me to face today, because I've been debating where my soul lies for the past week. I know it lies in tatters, is shattered, has been ripped asunder by this wretched condition, but I am prayin everyday. I keep doing it so I can get back to the faith I had before the attempt on my life. So, I believe in God, but I am trying desperately to believe he's not a malevolent SOB How's that?