I was in need of redemption. I felt on the wrong side of things. Weepy and weak, unbalanced. I was just about to bury the feelings with take-out coffee when I decided that I would go to the library instead. It was the first of the day, usually caffeine is all the spiritual balm I require. But today was different, it was just one more day, on top of so many days .... I browsed. I picked out books about crime in Northern countries. It was not church, but it felt closer than I have felt in a long time.