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What is faith? If I had to define it I would say faith is believing in something whole heartedly, without fail. 

Often when we talk about faith we think of religious faith. I was raised in a Methodist Church. As a good church girl I went to Sunday School, went to Sunday church services, and attended and participated in youth group volunteer projects and activities every week. I even attended many church camps and mission projects, served as an acolyte (assisted during church services). I practiced everything church taught me to believed until my world shattered around me. 

When I was young I lost both my brother and my mother within a few years of each other. Since I was so young it was hard to understand and process losing them. My first reaction was that I was furious with god. I frequently questioned, “Why?” “What have I done to deserve this?” I didn’t want to have anything to do with church or god. 

Now that I’m older and have had the time to grieve and process their loss I realize anger doesn’t solve anything. It is part of the grieving process. 

Now I’m not saying god and I are on speaking terms these days, if anything it’s a work in progress. But to even say that, it’s progress. 

I think in addition to religious faith there are many other kinds of faith a person can have. I have faith in people. I genuinely believe there is good in everyone. It’s a person’s life experiences as well their successes and failures that shape what path they walk in life and if they become forces for good or evil.   

I have faith in my family and friends. I may not always see my family, since we are scattered across the country, but I know if ever I need them (or vise versa) they would be there for me in a heartbeat. The same with my friends. I only have a few close friends, most of them I’ve known all my life…  

And finally I have faith in myself. I didn’t always feel this way. It’s taken me a looooooooong time to feel comfortable in my own skin and accept my differences, my flaws, everything.  To be confident. To know that we all make mistakes. It’s how we deal with our mistakes/failures, do we let them ruin us or make us better.



As much as I hate to admit it I am not always a patient person. I try, and often fail. I’ve come to realize it’s when I take time, have faith, and allow things to just happen is when life has a way of surprising me… in some of the best ways.