“Faith wouldn’t be real faith if you only believed when things were good.” I overheard this gem on a recent episode of ABC’s “Grey’s Anatomy,” which I normally half-watch between moves of my myriad Words with Friends matches. With respect to faith, I believe no one has ever improved on Emily Dickinson’s quatrain on the subject: “Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see. But microscopes are prudent In an emergency.” In April, while vacationing in Fort Lauderdale, I met an affable priest who takes Harley-Davidson road trips and sips Miller Lite by the pool. “Please call me ‘Chip,’” said the Rev. George F. O’Neill, a tanned, 60-something pastor…