Many think of ‘faith’ as the underlying belief in an all-powerful entity, intelligent design or some form of religion.
But what if faith is just the simple trust in the blessings of life, even (or especially) when it feels like there are none?
Or what of the faith that, in their hearts, our fellow man is doing their best, even if that best doesn’t seem like it; and they unwittingly hurt us in their own painful struggle for survival?
Perhaps we need nothing more than the courage to trust in our own innate kindness and compassion so that we can then see this reflected back in our own lives and existence?
What and how then would the world be if we all realised this?
Maybe then we may reach a place of heavenly peace on earth.
It’s not about religion. It’s about being who we really are, despite everything and despite the pain that the sometimes cursed blessing of our existence bestows upon us.
Then, finally,. we may see ourselves as the angels we all are inside, walking this earth in human form.