Samuel Beckett wrote a play called Waiting For Godot, waiting for God. It is a two-act play in which two men stand on stage. The only thing there with them is a tree with no leaves. One of the men speaks to the other, trying to talk to him about two thieves on a cross and one being saved. But the other man will not talk about that. In the second act there are a few leaves on the tree. One of the men becomes excited because he thinks Godot is coming. But they never see him. At the end of the play they decide they will kill themselves unless he comes. One says, "And if he comes?" The other replies, "We'll be saved!"1

There are people still waiting for God, hoping to find him, see him, hear him, discover him, invent him, always waiting, hoping, wondering. But you need look no further than Be…