The Saints

They asked me how I could believe in the Saints. How I could even believe in anything. I asked myself that question after the days that had preluded. But why question things if we are in His hands? Truly, if the one who invented joy and happiness Himself is holding us, we don't have to worry. Right?
I've wondered a lot lately. And I've thought and pondered and perplexed myself over how a man can become so incredibly wonderous in his life that he may be called a saint. It sounds nearly impossible but I suppose that it isn't, seeing as how there are so many of them. But how did they do it? How did they follow such a narrow road of faith that they were able to be declared saints to the One who made the world? That's something I think about a lot. My roads been far too wide and far too sinful to make me a saint....at least I believe it has. I'd love to be a saint but I am nowhere near good enough. That's how I see it anyways. But then again each saint has a story. Maybe what made them so saintly is that, even when they sinned and strayed, they always came back stronger and more miraculous than before. They stood up when everyone else would have been beaten down, and they did so with the strength of God.

I was angry. I was lost and hurt and I cried because I wondered how such a loving God could do some of the things he did. How He could take the best thing in my life from me, and leave just out of my reach. It hurt and it stung. And I asked why a lot. We all ask why. But I guess that it's the saints that showed me why. Because I had to learn that I shouldn't rely on the world. That I could heal and grow and get back up again with God's strength alone. I'd never had to. But I am now. It's a struggle every day, but I just think of Saint Jude or Saint Christopher and I get through it. I know I can make it if I try. We all can. It's just hard. But if we all gave up when things got hard we'd have a very slow and lazy world.
So I am going to keep on trekking and loving and living, even if it hurts sometimes. I believe in God. I believe in the saints. I believe in forgiveness. And I believe in a love that covers all. That's what keeps me going. And no matter what the world says I always will believe. I've got someone to talk to whenever I need, and a love that never ends. Isn't that all anyone is looking for in this world?