So I valued ‘truth’ enough to change my thinking whenever I found truth, regardless of the price I had to pay. The price was often loss of comfort, painful re-evaluation of other perceived truths, laying aside things I had thought were ‘truth’ but turned out to be not as true as I had thought, beliefs sometimes falling like a long, winding snake of Dominoes, one after the other. I also learned the value of teachings such as what is found in Psalms 24, which changed my life. And I realized that my faith, my beliefs, had become ‘nuanced’. Peculiar. Unique. Then as the World Wide Web developed, I found online communities that were quite ‘unique’ also. I learned to sort through them and become discriminating, discerning, and very, very careful.