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🌿 When Faith Is Remembered — In Different Ways, Yet Together

There are moments in the year

when faith feels more visible.

Not louder…

When you have been told your life is no longer as you planned it,

you begin to see where the plans were never yours in the first place.

Someone bigger and stronger and more powerful determines things.

It is called trust and faith, and it is generally brought about by stories told to us of long ago—

stories of our ancestors and all they did to survive and thrive and stay firm in their foundation.

That of a God who determines our comings and our goings in this life.

God brought us into this world, and He will take us out of this world in the end.

It is this foundation of religion that I follow on a daily basis.

Yes, many religions ask us to look at ourselves and to adjust ourselves, but sometimes

there is a greater religion focused on a higher deity, and it isn’t within from birth—

it asks us to invite it into our hearts.

And this religion is strong and does not hide within us.

It is more present just in the way we celebrate religion.

Two such moments arrive side by side—

Passover and Easter.

Different in tradition.

Different in expression.

Yet both rooted in something deeply sacred.

Passover is a remembering.

A looking back at deliverance—

at a people carried out of hardship

by a God who did not forget them.

It is a story of protection,

of guidance,

of faith held onto

even when the path forward was not yet clear.

Easter, too, is a remembering—

but also a becoming.

A reminder that even after loss,

after sorrow,

after moments that feel final…

life can still rise again.

That hope is never buried for long.

Both hold something quietly powerful.

Both do not stem from an inner thinking but an outward looking,

as we are not told to find balance from just living, but from recognizing

how far we have come with protection and with a sense of being looked after by a higher deity.

One reminds us

that God delivers.

The other reminds us

that God restores.

And somewhere between the two…

we are invited to trust.

To trust in the waiting.

To trust in the unknown.

To trust that even when we cannot see what is ahead—

we are not walking alone.

Both faiths, the Jewish and the Christian, look from a human perspective to God.

When we put our struggles out in the open, believing we can solve all things,

there is a lot of noise as we look within to resolve our issues,

believing the solution is ours alone.

But when we turn our focus heavenward,

we at least have a solution to the noise.

It is not ours to carry alone,

nor is it solely ours to solve by a deadline.

Deadlines never fully exist in faith—

it is all in God’s timing.

Faith is not always loud.

It does not always arrive with clarity or certainty.

Sometimes…

it is simply the quiet decision

to keep believing and let faith do its job.

Especially when there is so much noise around us

telling us we have dominion over ourselves alone.

Easter proves this to not be true at all.

A higher deity has a hold of our future.

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Susan Thomas

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My Anywhere But Here,

we make space for that kind of faith—

The kind that remembers.

The kind that hopes.

The kind that gently carries us forward

even when we are unsure where the path leads next.

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