Find faith in something

I’ve found faith in myself. I really beleive in myself now, and that makes me feel at peace. I really do feel like I can do anything I set my mind to now that I have a true faith in myself. Being away from home for the first time has really made me think about who I was and who I am now and it made me realize that I had no faith in myself, I relied on other people’s opinions of me. Now I am comfortable with the person I am becoming. For the first time in my life I truely do not care what anyone thinks of me and it is absolutely freeing.

I was born a Methodist, but i have tried the whole religious thing and i just don’t belive in it. I will say it I don’t believe in God or Jesus. to me i feel like something is there, but nothing like a greater power or anything. I just know that it is there and is trying to reach out to me. I just don’t know how to find it and connect with it.

i love this group because everyone is searching to find what they believe in, instead of blindly following others. :)

i am not unhappy without faith, but i would like to be able to explain to someone my beliefs when i am asked.

i dont know right now.

i just dont know.

I’m going to try to become more spiritual during lent. I might do this by giving up alcohol and making sure that I go for my daily walk to think about God and what I believe in.

Was working with a really holy girl today. Her boyfriend is a minister and she helps lead his worship every Sunday. She is such a good person but I’m just not sure it’s my thing. She was dancing and praying and singing to ‘Our Lord’ til’ midnight last night. I don’t get it!! And I half wish I did. I’m only ever singing and dancing at midnight when I’ve drunk several too many vodkas and am making an arse of myself in a dingy nightclub.

Hmm…I want to have faith in something too…but you don’t really need a religion to have faith do you?

Should I go on an alpha course? I’m Catholic by birth and childhood but have really lost my faith.(If I ever had it) Has anyone any experience of them? Pointless or Good?

I grew up Catholic and have not been to mass in more than ten years. I’d love to discover that I’d had faith all along and that I just hadn’t noticed it. I think my life would be better if I believed and if I embraced a religion. I don’t want one of the rubbishy made-up ones though. I know they’ve all got a wee bit of hocus-pocus surrounding them but maybe I’ll opt for one of the less crappy ones.

Belonging to a religious community often requires something of you (in fact, there’s a great quote that states that no faith can make a real difference for its adherents unless it requires something of them, but I’m not going to take the time to look it up now). Mine requires more than most. But the things I “give up” to follow my faith are things of very little real value (the kinds of things nobody, on their deathbed, regrets having too little of!), and many also carry potential risks. I may seem to some to live a somewhat restricted life, but I’m not missing anything that matters to me.

I was born to it, but still had to develop my own conviction. What I’ve learned is that when my faith is strong and solid, I have more joy and peace and more hope. My life seems easier and I am happier. I believe strongly in the gospel to which I’ve committed myself, but even if I didn’t, the fact remains that the better I understand and live it, the more happiness I have in my life and the less affected I feel by frustration, desperation, hopelessness or listlessness, and anger.

Most of the good I have in my life has a connection to my faith. My husband is a good husband partly because of his beliefs about marriage. Raising my children is slightly less terrifying :^ ) because my faith and my religious community provide so many tools and so much support. Our financial stability is at least partly the result of religious teachings about debt and self-reliance. If I face hard times, I know there is an organization that will swing into action to help me get through whatever I’m dealing with—they’ll bring food, offer to babysit, clean my house. I know because I’ve done this for other women.

Faith, like courage, probably isn’t real until it is tested. When a recent personal loss and several other difficult experiences shook me and my family to the core, I found that at the core of my being were the things I believed to be true, and they really did hold up, and helped me maintain my balance.