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Not the faith that moves effortlessly in full confidence but the faith that moves anyway, even when the movement is halting, and the confidence is thin. Not the faith that never questions, but the faith that questions and remains. Guard it not as a relic — something precious but inert, kept behind glass and admired from a distance — but as a living thing that must be fed, that can be wounded, and that, if tended, will outlast everything that tried to kill it.
Wealth can be rebuilt. Reputation can be recovered. Position, influence, even health — these have been restored to people after losses that appeared total. But there is no external force that can restore faith to a soul that has surrendered it from within. That work belongs to the person alone, in whatever remains of the hour they have left. The good news, and it is very good, is that as long as the person is breathing, the hour has not expired. The door is still there. And the reach towards God, however faint, is never too weak for Him to take.
Prince S.J. Samuel
April 2026
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