Just faith..

Believing in something way before you can actually get your human eye to capture it feels a lot like craziness. How can I be certain of something when the visual is not satisfied?! How can I agree to something when the very first body warners, my eyes,cannot register what is apparently happening to me? Now, that's a level of optimism out of this world, that's a faithful world! This faith thing usually is gifted with some testimonies from ancestors or generations before us to back it up but do we listen much to accepting the foreseen and yet unseen until it actually comes to pass? How can I expect that eating that oily threaded avocado can help me shed those excess kilograms? How is it that chamomille can help me sleep better at night? How is it that the leafy sage can help me breathe better? So, this one busy day, I couldn't seem to get ahead of time with all my day's tasks so some were definately pushed to the next day's task bar. I was so busy that I didnt notice I had been stung by an anonymous insect, I am still trying to classify it because it sure wasn't a bee or wasp sting. The effects of this sting felt like a chronic disease, here to stay! One side of my back had swollen to a near explosion state, trachoma didn't have anything on the redness this sting gave me, the itch I dealt with, kept me constantly holding a toothpick for salvation and the piercing pain just kept on keeping on. This whole package deal was surely here to stay because even after two days of giving it time to vacate itself, as it is with a bee or wasp sting, it only got worse from there. I had finally had it and wasn't going to spend an extra day down this draining path no more. So I grabbed my honey bottle and smeared a generous amount all over this swell thing, massaging it in, as if a client had ordered for a deep tissue massage. By the next day, it had caved in and it had started to realise my body could only host one and that was going to be me. Nature had bailed me out once again, all I had to do was use it with a little faith and let the food do the rest. Faith really was all the magic I needed. Faith had moved mountains for me. Faith had made me a conqueror over my body and peace.