The importance of faith in today's society

I woke up one morning with these words running thru my head "the importance of faith in today's society!" It wasn't something I was thinking about at all, (even though faith is monumental in my life) and I forgot about it as soon as I got out of bed.

I just thought about it again, today when I was talking with my youngest sister Vanessa about heeding dreams and following the sings that surround us.

So much as been said about faith; people have talked about it; books have been written on the subject. What more can anyone say about it? Do I want really want to go there? I am not a theologian, nor a philosopher, I haven't even studied religion, what do I really know about faith?

Faith, for me, is the ability to believe in something greater than ourselves.

Is faith important in today's society? I think so!

We are obsessed with having things. Material possessions are equaled with happiness. But then we have stress, depression, phobias, we are suicidal...so where is all the happiness we are supposed to have?

But when you believe there's a plan for your life, you find a certain peace. This is faith.

Faith enables you to see beauty in the little things. A sunset, apples hanging on a branch, a sleeping baby, the smell of clean laundry, freshly baked bread, and yourself; for you are part of something magestic.

Faith is believing that even though there's a lot that's wrong in the world, there's still so much that's beautiful.

Faith is believing that everyone is your brother, that love exists and that we matter.

Faith is important in our society because happiness doesn't come from having things, but knowing we belong!

love story

He had left home when he was 16 and traveled everywhere, anywhere, smoking weed, reading Marx and swimming in his clothes in the Pacific.

She was a hard-working girl, with her weekly visits to the hair-dresser and her love for soft music.

They met, when she was 18 and he was 20. She tought he was a funny guy, he was always making her laugh. He thought she was the prettiest girl in the whole world.

She got pregnant. He told her that he didn’t want to marry (marriage was so institutional), she cried a little.

They ended up getting married (so much for anarchy), and soon they had more children than they knew what to do with them.

They had their share of difficult times—he was impulsive and stubborn; she was emotional and would overly worry about everything.

But then they had their good times, so many of them!

By now they’ve been married for over 30 years, and have an army of children and grandchildren.

She is as hard-working as ever, he still likes to read.

Sometimes when everyone is home and there are too many mouths to feed, she will serve everyone and if there’s not enough to go around, she will go without. Mothers do that—she is a mother! But he won’t let her, he will give her his portion. She will argue that she doesn’t need it. He will put it in her plate. She will pass it back. This will go on for a bit, until they decide to split it in two and share.

They say they love each other like if it was the first day.
—no need to say it, it’s so easy to see!