Faith. What does that word mean to you? To me, it means that you have to believe that things will work out at the end. To me, it means you have to believe in the magic that this world has to offer. To me, it means you have to believe in yourself. Those three aspects of faith have shaped me into the human that I am today. Faith is a big part of my life. I started believing in faith when I was little and my beliefs have only gotten stronger through the years. I used faith to get through some of the toughest situations life threw at me. Now, I am stronger than ever because I believed that everything would work out in the end and it eventually did. Faith is a hard concept to grasp because it is abstract and complex. Sometimes situations seem like they will never get better but faith always has a way to work its magic.
When I was three years old, I was diagnosed with Autism. The doctors told my parents that I would never be able to speak, go to a regular school system, or be an active member of society. My family was crushed. Their worst nightmare came true but instead of perseverating over it, we worked hard to defeat it. At first it was a struggle but slowly but surely we worked hard to prove those doctors wrong. The thing that helped us accomplish this goal was faith. We had to have faith that things will work out at the end. We had to believe that despite the struggles we had to face, we would rise to the occasion. Faith was the reassurance that we needed when things were looking bad. Faith was the reason why I relearned to speak. Faith is the reason why we preserved through the regular public school system despite the higher-ups pushing us out the door. Faith is the reason why I am graduating college with a Bachelors Degree in Communication Studies this coming May. I have learned that faith was my ally but that was not always the case.
When I was younger, I would have patterns. If you do not know what those are, it was basically my daily routine that was based off the clock. I would have to abide by these rules that I set up or else I would have a meltdown. These patterns caused a lot of stress on myself. My parents even brought black electrical tape to tape over all the electrical clocks in the house. Eventually my parents had to wean me off my patterns by telling me that everything was going to be okay if I put on my pajamas at 8:30 pm instead of 8 pm or if I ate dinner at 7 pm instead of 6 pm. At first, I did not want to listen to them. I wanted to defy them by continuing my patterns. These patterns brought me comfort and predictability in a world that was unpredictable. One day I realized that these patterns were becoming to destructive to my life. I had to use faith to believe that I could break these patterns and open my mind to what life had to offer. I had to learn how to trust the process which is not an easy thing to do espiecally for an Autistic person. By believing myself, I allowed myself to be more open to the possibilities.
Faith is defined as the complete trust or confidence in someone or something. I need to trust the process in order to have a fulfilling life. I would love to have complete trust and faith into someone or something but life does not always give us that blessing. That is when you have to turn your faith into a different direction. You have to put your faith into the magic the world has to offer. You have to put faith into abstract concepts. Faith in positivity. Faith in magic. Faith in the good the world has to offer. If you put faith in abstract things, it will be easier to be positive.