Faith?

My faith has taken me from the lows of lows to the highs of highs to the lows of lows and back and forth. So much so, that I begin to question myself and wonder— is faith a real thing like I’ve believed my whole life, or is it something that people tell you you’re supposed to have when they don’t know what else to say, don’t know how, or don’t want to help you? Just as quick as I can ask that question I can also see the depths of pits that I’ve been brought out of and know that those moments were not flukes. And since I know that if my back is against an unsteady wall, there is ultimately one thing I can lean on; I find comfort in this knowing way more than the comfort of the unknown. My faith will always remain unshaken— even in the midst of a shakeup.