An excerpt in honor of Genie Schaeffer.

Whi I High Res Front Coverf&gOn the eve of the arrival of the Schaeffer’s to DFW I would like to share with you this excerpt from Why I Am An Atheist Who Believes In God. I thought it was appropriate given that both Frank and Genie will be here with us. Enjoy.

I do not always believe let alone know if God exists. I do not always know he, she or it does not exist either, though there are long patches in my life when it seems God never did exist, What I know is that I see the Creator in Jesus or nowhere. What I know is that I see Jesus in my children and grandchildren’s love. What I know is that I rediscover hope again and again through Genie’s love…What I know is that sometimes something too good to be true, is true.

I have seen Genie forgive me. She has been my co-sufferer rather than my judge. My heart beats faster when we’re making love and I look into Genie’s face that’s ever young to me, even as the calendar tells me my wife is sixty-two. How can both facts be true? What does the actual historical Genie Schaeffer really look like at any one point?

The way I see Genie is as true as any scientific measurements a dermatologist might take while preparing to do fractional resurfacing to lessen the effects of sun damage. Both truths–the dermatologists and mine–are equally genuine. Both ways of seeing are valid, even empirically true, notwithstanding they contradict each other. Genie is actually ever young to me. She’s also actually sixty-two. The dermatologist has his science to prove a point about the condition of Genie’s skin. I have the truth of a forty-four-year love affair to offer her as an equally valid fact. That truth is “only in my head.” So is everything else.

Frank flyer

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