One of the most prominent and prolific bloggers over the last couple of years was "Not the Gadol Hador". With a rare sense of scholarship, wit and somewhat obsessive fixation for theological issues, his blog made for interesting reading and spirited debate.
But at the end of the day, with all his questioning, was he truly happy? His last post reflects his feelings on the matter:
As I said a few days ago, this blog has gotten depressing. I rue the day I got skeptical. Maybe I can turn back the clock, maybe not. But anyway, it was fun at the time, but now I regret it all! And just to prove that this time I'm serious, I am disabling all comments and deleting all posts. So long.
So there you have it, an end of era so to speak. So what did I learn from all this. I think the key take out is that "faith" in some shape of form is crucial, an imperative rather than a choice. You need to believe something, something true, something that trancends your own feable existance. In the words of Victor Frankl "“Those who have a 'why' to live, can bear with almost any 'how".
I hope the Gadol finds that something to believe in.