Who cares if they patched a celebration of the resurrection of Christ with a pagan holiday. As Christ lived again, life renews itself in the Spring.

I read your note with a bit of disdain, and a bit of pity. I’m a Christian, but I always try to respect others’ beliefs and view with disdain those who put their beliefs or non-beliefs ahead of others.

I’m analytical by nature; as a young student even though attending church I studied most of the great religions and I kept coming back to Christianity. I’ve seen things that I couldn’t explain, as well as evils. My final belief in the concept of a soul occurred the death of my Father. Dad was a vital guy, my Mother and I were out when a cousin called 911 and had him go to the hospital; he died on the way. My Mother made me take her to see Dad’s body; I saw a shell – the soul or spirit was gone. You can believe what I saw or not. The belief in salvation through my religion has sustained me through good and bad times.

I am a two-time survivor of a very deadly disease, esophageal cancer. My doctors at Penn call me the “Miracle Man.” Only a couple have admitted they have no idea how I have survived countless procedures and side effects, but I am still here. My answer is simple: Faith. I’m a peer counselor to other victims of the disease and when asked how to survive I answer:

“If you have no faith, find it. If you have faith, renew it. During World War II it was said there were no atheists in fox holes. Like the warriors of that time, you are going into combat; the difference is the combat is going on in your body.”

Perhaps you should consider Pascal’s Wager. I didn’t need it; I believe. Blaise Pascal — French philosopher, scientist, mathematician and probability theorist (1623-1662) —argued that if we do not know whether God exists; perhaps you should play it safe and believe rather than risk being sorry.

You know Soba, I would like Christianity so much better if Christians actually followed Christ's teachings, instead of hating everyone who does not believe in their religion.
I am however looking forward to Christmas, (originally known as Yule). I bring a tree into my house and decorate it with shiny objects and lights in celebration of the Winter Solstice as it has been done for thousands of years, and don't even get me started with Easter.

Let's face it, many in this country think Trump is a Christian. All I can say is that if he's selling Bibles and sneakers, it must be because he has no more classified documents to sell.

Who cares if they patched a celebration of the resurrection of Christ with a pagan holiday. As Christ lived again, life renews itself in the Spring.

I read your note with a bit of disdain, and a bit of pity. I’m a Christian, but I always try to respect others’ beliefs and view with disdain those who put their beliefs or non-beliefs ahead of others.

I’m analytical by nature; as a young student even though attending church I studied most of the great religions and I kept coming back to Christianity. I’ve seen things that I couldn’t explain, as well as evils. My final belief in the concept of a soul occurred the death of my Father. Dad was a vital guy, my Mother and I were out when a cousin called 911 and had him go to the hospital; he died on the way. My Mother made me take her to see Dad’s body; I saw a shell – the soul or spirit was gone. You can believe what I saw or not. The belief in salvation through my religion has sustained me through good and bad times.

I am a two-time survivor of a very deadly disease, esophageal cancer. My doctors at Penn call me the “Miracle Man.” Only a couple have admitted they have no idea how I have survived countless procedures and side effects, but I am still here. My answer is simple: Faith. I’m a peer counselor to other victims of the disease and when asked how to survive I answer:

“If you have no faith, find it. If you have faith, renew it. During World War II it was said there were no atheists in fox holes. Like the warriors of that time, you are going into combat; the difference is the combat is going on in your body.”

Perhaps you should consider Pascal’s Wager. I didn’t need it; I believe. Blaise Pascal — French philosopher, scientist, mathematician and probability theorist (1623-1662) —argued that if we do not know whether God exists; perhaps you should play it safe and believe rather than risk being sorry.