absolutely certain I had found “the truth” through my senior year of high school. I was absolutely certain I had one single eternally important purpose in life, which was to help others discover “the truth.” Though I now see my state of mind during this brief period as childishly naive, I can’t deny that part of me has a sort of nostalgic longing for it. I know I’ll never again enjoy such bliss this side of death. And while I think this mind-set is misguided, self-indulgent, idolatrous, and even