There is a limit to how much you can change to be liked for who you really are.
In the end you don't so much find yourself as you find someone who knows who you are.
I respect more the person who struggles with his faith than the person who is confident in his skepticism.
God left so many fingerprints at the scene of creation that you wonder — does He want to be found, or does He want to be stopped?
There is no such thing as a list of reasons. There is either one sufficient reason or a list of excuses.