What is Faith?
A few years ago, I was on a flight and was seated next to my brother in Christ and asked him, “Are you the one who said that you would never go to hell?”
He answered, “No, I don’t believe in hell.”
I looked at him, smiled, and asked, “What do you mean by that?”
He looked back at me and said, “That is a very specific statement.”
I thought that was a great way to describe my own experience of believing in God.
I thought it was very interesting that there were some people who believed in hell, and there were people who didn’t believe it.
It didn’t matter.
They didn’t want to go to heaven, and they didn’t know what they were doing wrong.
I was happy to hear that.
I asked him if he had seen the Bible.
“I have seen the bible,” he said.
I said, why is that?
He said, it doesn’t tell us what to believe.
“But what it tells us is that the Bible says we’re going to hell.
And if you believe in that, you’ll be happy,” I said.
My brother looked at me.
“You don’t know that,” he answered.
And then he looked at the clock.
He was still there, watching me.
I know that when I was a little kid, my dad had a big red Bible in the middle of the living room.
I remember him telling me about the story of Noah and his ark, and how he and his brother, Ham, came down from the ark.
He said to me, “If you believe, you will go down in the lake of fire.”
And I thought to myself, that was the message of faith.
That is what it told me: If you believe that you are going to go down to hell, you’re going down in a lake of fiery fire.
And it was a wonderful message, and I had a strong belief that I would go down there.
I believed it.
My mom was a believer.
When I was young, I believed that God had a plan for me.
He wanted me to be a doctor, and if I believed, he would let me work in the hospital.
He even let me take my first steps in the world.
I don,t know if that was true, but I believed.
So I never really got tired of believing.
The last time I really got weary of believing was when I grew up.
I have always been a believer, and so I felt a sense of obligation to believe in the faith.
I didn’t feel like I had any obligation to live the life I wanted to live.
I felt I had to be faithful to the faith that my family had given me.
And I had the responsibility to keep that faith and follow it to the end.
And so I went to church with my friends every Sunday.
I wanted my faith to be strong.
I had heard about the faith in a way that I didn,t like.
I wasn’t really sure how to relate to the church.
I grew in faith and in my own heart.
And at the same time, I grew weary of my own beliefs.
I began to question everything.
And in the church, I felt like I was going to get my answers.
What does faith mean to you?
When I went into my second year of high school, I asked my mom to help me write a piece of paper about faith.
And what did she have to say?
She said, you need to think about the message in your life, and you need something that you believe and you can read and you’ll feel good about it.
And she was right.
Faith is an important part of who I am, and what I want to live for.
I started to see a way in which my faith was a powerful force in my life.
My faith in Jesus, which I believed in for a long time, was also a powerful source of strength in my faith.
When the war began, my mom was worried about the safety of my brothers and sisters.
And they had faith in their God and they believed in the Lord Jesus Christ, and my brothers were just like, “Oh, my God.
This is our God.”
My faith, as I thought about it, made me feel safe.
And that is the power of faith in me.
When people are struggling with issues of faith, and have questions about what to do about it or how to respond to it, I know that I’m a good person and I’m very strong.
But when people are experiencing faith and seeing it as a source of hope and strength, that is a force that can be used to guide and inspire people.
I feel that faith has a lot to teach us.
It has a tremendous capacity to give us hope, to teach people how to act in a compassionate way, and to inspire us. When
