For those who do not believe, this post may be difficult for them to understand or appreciate what faith means to someone who does. I don’t judge them. I hope the feeling is reciprocated.
I have not raised my children to be church going. I decided to live my faith instead, so they experience it.
Faith is a constant motif in my life. It is my compass. My guiding hand. My comfort. It brings me joy.
I believe whatever has happened and continues to happen in my life, is a mere piece of a complex mosaic. It may look distorted to some, and at times, to me. I don’t know what the Artist’s vision is, but I delight in each fragment that will complete the whole.
There are times my wings are tattered and I can barely hold on. These are not challenging times. They are just reminders, at times like this, faith renews my wings.
And it does.
Until next time
As always
a dawn bird
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