Waiting for the doorbell to ring

 I don't believe in Beatles

I just believe in me

Yoko and me

And that's reality

John Lennon

It is our faith, our beliefs that bridge the waters of doubt.

When logic and reason fail to answer the question, faith always will.

To believe in the unknown is to see with one’s eyes closed.

Where does your fountain of faith flow from? Your God, yourself or maybe your faith lies in others. Think about how many times you knew you couldn't do something and then . . . . . you stood back and marveled at what you had achieved. Pretty proud of yourself, weren't you. Me too!

Faith is a unyielding  river, drowning known reason and logic just to prove that what we believe today will be tomorrow’s ancient history. I swim in the river every day because, I believe. I believe that one day soon my dream of being the man I was always meant to be . . . . I shall become. I have only a penciled outline of that person, I leave the details to faith. For you see, I do not possess a finely drawn painting of myself. For I have been many different persons all my days. Now, I am simply me. I don’t try to make others happy through deeds aimed to please them. I focus on doing what I believe is the right thing. Always and in all ways. I allow others to perceive my acts as they will. I hold no map of my future. For I only know for certain what was and is now. Tomorrow everything could change and then what? Maybe I can explain myself in another manner. The self-portrait I am painting is only black lines on a white canvas. Faith will fill in the colors from the palette of tomorrow. I can’t wait to see the colors I never even knew existed, today.

I never worry, because I know that my worries are based upon what I know today. I don’t know what tomorrow may bring to my door. I just wait for the doorbell ring.