Hello,
I am an individual who has become tired with the novelties, vanities, and superficialities of life. In the absence of finding any external object to make life worth living, I have instead found this alien thing inside me that I call "devotion". Although it is within me, it never had its origin in any human heart.
If you are interested in reading some devotional reflections on life, check out this blog: Mere Devotion
I am a believer in the death and ressurection of Jesus Christ. Why do I believe in it? Because God has called me, and this calling has changed my life. In some sense I think it is like the poster on Fox Moulder's wall: I want to believe.
The Burning Bush