Faith
The minister called for an hour of prayer in the town square on Saturday and requested everyone bring an object of faith for inspiration.
At high noon the townspeople turned out en masse with anxious faces and hopeful hearts, clutching holy books, crosses, and rosaries in their prayerful hands.
After an hour, a soft rain began to fall. The crowd cheered, holding their treasured objects high in praise and gratitude.
From the middle of the crowed, one faith symbol seemed to over shadow all the others.
A small nine year old child had brought an umbrella.

Faith is the only foundation to build your life.


