I do read the Bible.
I consider myself “almost a believer,” since I was a believer for a long time and am searching for reasons to believe again.
A verse that means a lot to me is Psalm 131:
Lord, my heart is not proud; my eyes are not haughty. I don’t concern myself with matters too great or too awesome for me to grasp. Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself, like a weaned child who no longer cries for its mother’s milk. Yes, like a weaned child is my soul within me.
My soul can get so loud at times, desperate for understanding and control.
But there is such a great peace in learning to let go.
Letting go both leads to and stems from—from admitting limitations and lack of knowledge, and simply resting in this reality in which I find myself . . . a world I never ultimately had to choose or earn.