All you need is little faith

Today, as I walked outside in beautiful, sunny weather, I felt so much better about my life and everything. I realized that I had found my way to the best place: hope.

As I walked home, I thought that truly there is only one thing I need and that is faith. All you need is just little faith. In myself, my talents, my dreams, my skills, my life - and that's it. Always easier said than done, of course.

I believe in God strongly. I always have. I pray at least once a day, usually before I fall asleep. That's a habit I picked from my parents - they both taught me one evening prayer. Funny, but Mum's prayer used to be my favourite, but now the one I can recall is actually Dad's. Usually I pray my own prayer, which is different each night.

My prayers are usually about me telling about things I'm grateful and thankful about. I also add things I'm worried about and pray for Mum, other relatives, my boyfriend, other friends and ch.com pals. I share my dreams, hopes and wishes in those prayers.

My faith was tested when my Dad died. I was angry, but I didn't lose my faith in God. I just didn't understand why it was Dad's time to go already... There was a time I hoped that my prayers could save him. Now I know that it wasn't meant to be.

I have read the Bible from cover to cover twice. And I feel like reading it again. I do recall the serendipity I felt after reading some of it. Strange, huh?

Lately I have felt the urge to connect with my religion more and I have even thought about going to talk with a priest. Now, you don't see me in church on Sunday mornings, although my faith is strong. I have always felt that my faith is more in my heart than in church - and it's enough to watch the service on TV.

I suppose part of that comes from my childhood, as going to church wasn't a tradition in my family. So when I go to church on my own, it's my tradition. Yet I never doubted my parents' faith in God, I know that they both believed in Him. It could be that if I still lived in Helsinki, and could go the service at my local church in there, I would go more often as the priests are familiar and so are other churchgoers. Or not.

Still, my gut feeling keeps on telling me that I should go to talk to a priest...