Funny how faith works. Sometimes it feels like a steady hand, guiding you, reassuring you. Other times, it's just this tiny spark, deep down, almost hidden. Honestly, some days, I search for it. I really do. The quiet moments are best for that, when the world just softens around the edges. You wonder, don't you? About where you’re going, if you're doing enough. There’s always that little flicker of doubt, even when you try to push it away. But then something happens. A kind word, a unexpected sunrise, a memory of how far you’ve come. And that little spark glows a bit brighter. It’s not about grand gestures, not for me. It’s the small, quiet affirmations that make you realize you’re still standing, still growing. And for that, I’m truly grateful. It’s enough, for now.