I thought that when I’d be ready to write a post about my faith, I would be at the top of my game. As it turns out, my faith is just kind of average right now, and at times I’d say even a bit mediocre. My faith journey started as a child when my parents taught me how to pray. I had an easy connection with God back then, a childlike faith. I didn’t go to church regularly until I took my faith into my own hands as a teenager, but even then my childlike faith remained. I knew God, I loved God, and I had an easy relationship with God. Even in my early twenties, when my grandmother passed away, and there was so much pain, my faith held strong. I worked at it, I spent time on making my faith strong; but when I was no longer giving it time, and life got hard, that’s when my faith failed me.
It’s no secret my husband’s an alcoholic. He’s been to rehab, and we fight for recovery daily. Some days (weeks, months…) we do really well, but we’ve had a lot of bad seasons, too. After rehab, my husband was sober for about two years before relapsing. It’s been nearly three years since that first relapse, and my faith has really suffered since then. I’ve questioned God a lot, wondering why he would allow so much pain and fear in my life. I’ve been angry with God as well, angry that he wouldn’t just make the bad stop and angry that it was so difficult to find peace.
As a Catholic, I’ve been taught that the relationship between husband and wife mirrors the relationship between Christ and his Church. Part of my understanding of this statement is that, as husband and wife, we should strive to be like Christ to each other and take care of each other. We learn how to make our marriage better from looking at our relationship with God. The more I reflect on this statement, though, I think the opposite is also true, that marriage can teach us how to make our relationship with God better.
Aside from the alcoholism, I’d say I have a pretty average marriage. We have a lot of good times, we laugh with each other, and we enjoy each other’s company. We also have times when we don’t like each other very much and get on each other’s nerves. We argue, we get mad at each other (a lot of time for silly things), and we need time to regroup. We’ve had to work a lot on our marriage to make things work. I could say similar things about my relationship with God. He’s given me a lot of blessings, but there have been times in my life when I just didn’t like what he was doing. When my husband and I get into a similar place, where I don’t like what he’s doing, we get back into a better place by remembering that we make things better through teamwork.
In the same way, I may not always like what God’s doing or understand why God does what he does, but we’re on the same team. God wants good for me just as much as I do, and that’s important for me to remember when things get hard. If I can remain in the mindset of me and God being a team, then my faith stands a better chance at getting strong and staying strong.
Without faith, there is no hope. Without hope, there is no love.