Recently, one of my professors told us a brief story about the faith of one of her professors. He was on the religion faculty where she went to school and straddled the difficult line between skeptical academic inquiry and religious faith. Each week when his church recited the Nicene Creed, he would join in—with one small addition. Just as he was about to begin reciting the creed he would say under his breath, “Nevertheless….”
That one word captures a whole host of thoughts and feelings—it is a faithful word, a doubting word, a word that expresses hope and despair. Despite the difficulties that he was confronted with, despite the thoughts he might have to the contrary, he expressed his faith. With that single word he was able to express his commitment to God and to his community of faith without denying his own struggles. That word is honest. That word is humble. That word is human.
For him, that word is holy.
Nevertheless, I believe….