Q: After coming off the worst year of my life, I've reached the point that I feel there is no God as we know it. Religion always gives us a reason or a way out for everything. Instead, it's obvious there are NO miracles, favors or grace.
Q: In a recent column, you mentioned how the time of death of a man's father showed up on a grandfather's clock when it stopped working several weeks later.
I try not to think about 9/11 until it comes around each year. Even in the days just after the attacks, I found myself turning off the television after just a few minutes because the images of 9/11 were like staring at the sun.
Q: What do you do when you're entering the last quarter of your life and feel you've accomplished nothing, and haven't met God's expectations of who you were blessed to be? A: Thank you for your Top 5, all-time, meaning-of-life question.
Q: I have a question prompted by seeing a play called "The Whale," a story of people who try to stop feeling anything through overeating, alcohol, drugs, sarcasm, etc. A: "Dogs" is the answer to your brilliant and elemental question.
Q: My dear cousin has confided in me that she has terminal cancer, but she hasn't told her family. A: The fundamental moral belief about illness is that such knowledge conveyed by a doctor belongs to the patient and to no one else.