Month of Gratitude, day 28

Today I’m grateful that my faith is something I carry with me, inside my mind and my heart, and for my own (flawed) relationship with God. I so often have to work during church. When I’m not there, I miss it, but I can look inward and find the light that faith brings to me. I draw upon that faith, and the principles I’ve learned growing up when I’m in difficult situations, whether the difficulties are with trying to find empathy for someone who is struggling in ways I don’t understand, or to work through problems that seem so large I can’t see beyond them, or to find peace in the face of misfortune.

I don’t, at all, intent to say that my own faith, and my own beliefs are the only ways a person can find and develop empathy, strength or hope, but they are a large part of the way I have developed those things, and I’m grateful that despite my belief in the importance of attending my church meetings, I don’t have to do that in order to benefit from the things I believe about God.