#faithinprogress

For my first post, I want to talk about how my blog’s name “faith in progress” came about. To put it simply, it was not anything grand. The phrase just strongly spoke to me one day as I was sucked into my thoughts. Faith and progress, just powerful words aren’t they? 

Now when I say faith in progress, to me, it could mean two things. My faith being in progress and having faith in my progress. 

First, I would talk about my faith being in progress. I grew up in a devout Catholic family. We rarely missed holy masses and I went to a Catholic school throughout my education. Being raised in such environment made me feel secure in my faith. I thought I would never encounter anything that will make me question it. However, I was wrong. This is why my faith is still in progress. As much as I want to say I would never doubt God with everything that has proven I should not, I know I will continuously be tested. Until now, I continuously encounter events in life that make me ask, “Is God even listening?” but He continuously proves that He has always been listening (which I will probably talk about in my next posts). My faith being in progress means that I want to continuously nourish it.

Now, my faith in my own progress. I know everyone’s paths are different. As they say, never compare your chapter one to someone else’s chapter twenty. This is something I have always struggled with: having faith in my own progress. I always felt as though there’s a deadline for everything as I would put deadlines in my planner. Me from ten years ago would have been frustrated to be where I am at now since she thought she had it all planned out. But now, while navigating through life, I am slowly accepting to respect my own pace and to consider every step I take and every choice I make as a moment contributing to my own progress.