Linus is a man of great faith.
But in the span of a few minutes:
What he believed in brought grief to those who cared about him.
He assigned a seemingly arbitrary set of rules to that which held his faith
When he thought what he had faith in seemed to become certainty, he couldn't believe it.
He held on believing in the spite of conflicting realities.
He suffered and was uncomfortable because of his desire to see his faith realized.
He believed, one may think, for the wrong reasons--for a pay off that was born in his selfishness.
In the end. Those around him rescued him from the dangers of his faith and returned him to comfortable circumstances.
...but no doubt he woke up the next morning a changed man. And maybe his faith was more important than the certainty of his belief.
A man of great faith.
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