Why I Have Faith
I believe in the power of faith. In 2002 my father was diagnosed with cancer. Ever since, it has been a very long road with lots of hardships, but I have also seen miracles performed. If it weren’t for our church family, my own family and I would most likely be living on the streets. Besides the cancer, my father has had to endure a quadruple bypass surgery, a surgery on his diaphragm, and just this past year he has had a stem cell transplant which has rid him of his cancer; however it has given him some set backs.
My father has endured more medical obstacles than most people should have to put up with in one lifetime, and yet he is still alive, so I thank God everyday for his love and healing. Now of course there were plenty of times that I had my doubts about many things like is my father going to come through this, where are we going to live, who’s going to take care of us; there were just so many questions. There even was a time when I said â€œenough is enough,â€? and I turned away from God. I was just so angry for what he was putting my father and my family thorough, but it was the miracles along the way that let me see that he and a whole lot of people were taking care of us. There were times when we would have no money due to the medical bills, and we would need groceries. We would come home and there would be bags of food and household items sitting on our porch. Also relatives and church members would bring us meals throughout the day because the majority of the time we would be to exhausted to make meals after taking care of everything else. I’m not just talking a few meals either. We would receive so much food from people that we had to give some away, because we did not have enough room to put it all. Not only that our church even donated money to keep my families bills paid in order for us to stay in our home. Ultimately it was the little daily miracles that led me to see god and some pretty amazing people were watching over my family. This turned me around and led me to renew my faith in God, and reminded me that there are still kind people in the world. I thank God everyday for miracles (big and small) and for healing my father even though he’s still not fully recovered. He still has a long way to go; it ha only been progress after progress, and if he just takes it one step at a time and we all keep faith and hope alive, I know things will be ok. This is why I believe in the power of faith and the kindness of people.
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