As a freshman in college, I truly thought finding time for my faith would be too challenging.

I was wrong...

Instead, I find myself in Mass on Sundays, and on occasion, Daily Mass.

Growing up in a religious home, Sunday School was mandatory, so was Mass. Thus, I would fight going until I was buckled in the car and on my way. It bothers me that instead of being grateful, I chose to be stubborn. Now, I can just pray for forgiveness. As I mature, I understand why it was encouraged to practice my faith. It is a constant in my life that never wavers, and I feel whole knowing I always have Him to turn to in joyful times and hopeless times. He is always there, no matter the circumstances.

Love. Gratitude. Forgiveness.

The unconditional love presented by the Lord is indescribable, a love I do not take for granted. His love has taught me to love completely and deeply. To love Him, myself, and others. I will embody His love and share it with my children. Something I look forward to celebrating with my own family.

He has given me my greatest blessings- family and friends. I have learned to always express sincere gratitude. Prayer. I pray everyday for God, family, friends, and humanity. I thank Him for gracefully giving me life. I pray that He knows I am grateful for Him, even though He does not expect it.

Forgiveness is hard. Especially learning to forgive oneself. Not only do I pray for forgiveness from the Lord, but I pray that I can muster the strength to forgive myself. I am learning that mistakes happen, and it is how I acknowledge and better them that matters.

Ultimately, I rejoice in the power of prayer. I believe my faith has been a great, moral compass for me. It has been an amazing foundation for a life I want to lead.

As Deuteronomy 31:6 says...

Be strong and steadfast; have no fear or dread of them; for it is the Lord, your God, who marches with you; he will never fail you or forsake you.