>Something To Believe In

>Every night she would get on the floor with her knees bent in prayer...whispering all of her worries into the air,somehow hoping they would be heard by the heir to the kingdom of heaven..minutes turned to days and days turned into years..still in search of something to believe in her chest started pounding...at that moment it was understood that in order to believe in anything she first had to believe in herself..faith is a test of willingness to listen to god under any circumstance but to also remember we are all molded in his image..

- HB