I'm a good faker. My favorite disguise: the girl who's got everything down, especially her faith. Smiles is all I put on, and over and over and over again, "I am the strong one; I know what I need to do," I repeat. I speak as if nothing is wrong; I speak as if I have everything in control; I speak with the shallowest confidence.
Inside... my faith is barely flickering.
Inside... I have so many problems.
Inside... I'm a wandering sheep.
Self-pity,
Selfish,
Self-obsessed.
But on this Christmas day, God, the greatest giver, incarnated into man, Jesus Christ, the greatest gift ever to the most undeserving people ever. So even me, even you, those who's faith is barely holding on can be given salvation and eternity with God. And on moments where I can't handle it, where I can't control, where I don't understand, I can still trust. Trust that God holds His promises. He has already sent Jesus and now we await again. Until then, change my paper-thin faith into rock-solid faith.
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