FAITH

Faith is stronger than reason, the inverse statement between faith and reason can be said apparently that REASON is weaker than faith.
As a little child, growing up I believed that God exists, I had this conviction due to the foundation I had confidently built. The conviction I had was backed up with an assurance that all will be well, though situations may arise degenerating my already built FAITH. The tunnel vision seemed dark on every side, in disguise this tunnel vision was my PROCESS; the process which I must pass through to see the brightness of a new dawn.
The only source from which I tapped energy was the "self rear-wheel drive" I had developed that automatically returns power from my engine room (my FAITH) to produce a form of synergy that ignite that engine believe. I gradually found myself drifting far away from my purpose, this single doubt (REASON) was as a result of the tragedy I faced when I lost a dear friend to the ugly claws of death. I was traumatized, shrinking into self justification on the grounds (FALSE REASONS) that somehow the "Lord of the Greens" should have preserved my lost friend's soul, I began to question my faith; asking why? Creating a blind faith clouded with false reasons.   

"FAITH SEES BEYOND THE PHYSICAL SPHERE"

I watched as the faith I had built became vapour, I once had a strong conviction that translated my FAITH to BELIEVE but suddenly I was swimming in my own pool of self justification, I yearned with grief but faith gave a deaf respond.

The funny thing is people can't tell by looking at you how much faith you have, but they can tell by listening to you. The journey through life, when situation bumps at you, you spill out what you are full of.
Maybe you spilled out REASON (fear) or FAITH.

Interlude:
This single scenario made my mind slippery,
The mind that powers the soul,
My false reasons was a vicious circle centered on doubt,
Reasons became FEAR,
Freezing my brains on pondering,
Is there really a God.
A still voice from within my soul yelled,
Faith is stronger than Reason,
Now reality got hold of me,
Reality... Reasons I gave into than Faith,
All because I didn't believe,
I compared my faith to a bucket of water,
Only to discover how much I had on the inside,
I observed my FAITH more like a substance,
An evidence not seen but hoped for,
A substance far more precious than mere gold.

Things which are seen were not made of things which do appear.

PS: I rather not live a life like there isn't a true God, than die only to find out there's truly a God.

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