When my life is hassled with all sorts of projects and ideas, I do not have near the amount of time to check everything out for myself. There is not enough time to experience all that I want to. Sitting around the dinner table, I talk with my grandpa. I consider him my first resource for many of my questions both factual, and spiritual. He tells me stories about when he was a boy, and what it was like growing up. He relates many instances he had with those which I might have. I have faith in him and trust that what he says is very likely to happen or be correct. My faith in him though has not escalated over the years of my development. For as long as I can remember, I trusted my grandpa. He has always kept any promises he makes, and any comments he makes are backed up with experiences he has had. What he says has meaning. His words are not that of a politician, full of empty promises and unreliable. Instead, his words are carefully used, and he does not lie. My belief in him has not failed, and that is the result of his honesty to me over the years.

I rely on people to do what is asked of them from the start. I have faith that they are honest people who keep their word. When someone does not keep to their word, it becomes hard to have much faith in them. One day, my friend asked me for money and so I loaned him some. He said he would pay it back in a few days, after he received his work pay. Two weeks went by and no money. Again he asked for money and I inquired about where the money he promised to pay back was. With, what seemed to be a very sincere apology and another promise to pay it back, he asked for a little more money, which I gave. Weeks passed by, and I received no money from him. He again said he was sorry, and would pay it back. He never did give any of the money back. He lost my trust because of this. I do not think I should keep my faith in him because he did not live up to his promises. Time and time again he fell short, and so I know that I can no longer expect him to reach the goal. He lost my faith.

Every day, I make decisions based on faith. There will come a time in the near future when my faith in myself will be the strongest it has ever been before. This, I believe, will be my decision to become a priest. Not a day goes by when it is not on my mind. I pray very often, discerning my vocation. Soon I will have to make a final decision, and on that day I will place trust in myself like I never have before. I will have to have faith that I am doing what God wants me to do, and in the manner he wants. I have to trust my feelings to be accurate and truthful.