distorted.

"I have to say that you and I are not supposed to be this way.  As creatures in need of somebody outside ourselves to name us, as creatures incomplete outside the companionship of God, our souls are born distorted, I am convinced of it.  I am convinced that Moses was right, that his explanation was greater than Frued's or Maslow's or Pavlov's.  I believe, without question, that none of us are happy in the way we are supposed to be happy.  I believe that nobody on this planet is so secure, so confident in their state that they feel the way Adam and Eve felt in the Garden, before they knew they were naked.  I believe we are in the wreckage of a war, a kind of Hiroshima, a kind of Mt. St. Helens, with souls distorted like the children of Chernboyl.  As terrible as it is to think about these things, as ugly as it is to face them, I have to see the world this way in order for it to make sense.  I have to believe something happened and we are walking around holding our wounds."
What In God's Name Are We Searching For