Faith

I have been holding off on writing about Faith for some time.  Faith is a paradox in a way.  You have to believe in faith to have it.  There is the whole which came first (the chicken or the egg) debate.  Do I have it because I believe?  Or do I believe because I have faith?   Well here goes...

I cannot imagine life without faith.  Even when everything seemed stacked against me.  My darkest hour was in 2009.  My life as I knew it was smoldering in a large pile of pain and anguish.  If there ever was a time for me to doubt that was it.  Instead of cursing my fate, I prayed for forgiveness for all the things I did and didn't do. I accepted responsibility for where I was and the failure that was hitting me squarely in the face. I knew God was with me right then and there.  I just knew.  I believed in my faith in God's love for me.  The faith that sprung forth from inside my soul.  It carried me forward from that blackest of black day.  It carries me still.