Unattainable

I've spent the past several days wanting, and needing, to write a post that isn't related to school. I've been inside my own head, trying to figure some things out. And now, here I sit at 8:30 on Friday night trying to decide whether the things I discovered inside my head are things that I can articulate. With two nights of insomnia behind me, I've decided that even if I fail, this is worth a shot.

I wrote a post about a month ago about faith. I just reread that post, and I'm not in the same place right now. I still have faith in a lot of things, but I'm discovering that I have to work, sometimes hard, to keep faith. I'm not alone here, I know. I know that faith is something you have to work at, and that in working at it, you build faith. But, at what point is it supposed to pay off?

We - especially young women - are bombarded with images of fairy tale endings in life and love. How often does that really happen? I know, I know. You can't believe everything you see, read, or hear. BUT, I often feel like we set ourselves up to fail in faith. We have, at least I have, expectations that are really not realistic.

Maybe part of faith is figuring out that our expectations are unrealistic. Maybe, just maybe, faith is deciding that reaching for something you may not attain is better than not trying at all.