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Having faith is hard… and it isn’t. It’s actually kind of annoying how very simple it is, because the struggle without it is so exhausting. When we are going through BLEEP, the cynic within is quick to find faith in Good pretty irritating.

Worried about whether or not we are a decent parents? Refocusing on having faith, letting go of fears, and just savoring sitting beside our children on a sunny afternoon works wonders. Worrying about our flaws takes us out of the present moment and actually starts to work its way toward becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy (and not the Good kind). We don’t have to worry about BLEEP it turns out, because Good has got a lot covered. 

I have to say that praying to some nameless, faceless, blobular-like energy that I have named Good and call God interchangeably and just deciding that the blob is going to figure out all my problems for me (with my help obviously), whether it takes days, months, or years, is way better than exhausting myself, punishing myself, punishing someone else, asking about the future, or talking about the past. Any of it, all of it, is solved by just deciding it’s going to work out in my favor, because now I believe in Good (or God), no matter what. 

I’m not gonna lie, it’s kinda BLEEPING creepy how well it works and how simple it is.   

I have a lot more time and energy on my hands for stuff like this (i.e., my goals and dreams), for my life, for looking forward to the future, for putting my life in order. I have more patience and more time and more hope. 

I kind of can’t believe it… but actually now I kind of can.