As I'm driving into work this morning, I had the radio tuned to NPR. What came on was a fascinating interview with two women who had lost a loved one. One was an atheist at the time of the tragic death of her husband, and the other completely lost her faith as a result of the murder of her son. This was to me, one of those "driveway moments" where, even though I got to the office, I sat in my vehicle and listened to complete story.
One thing that struck me, regarding the first ladies' tragedy,was the vulture-like Catholic priest in the hospital, preying over the dying.