We have to believe in the things that keep us going. That is the true test of our faith. Can it--does it--will it--keep us going? We go in the service of what we believe in. People who have lost their faith go mostly to bars and opioids. The surest way to not lose our faith is for it to be grounded-- not in theology or doctrine or somebody else's beliefs-- but in our own experience with numinous (So-called because it is unspeakable, inexplicable, un-say-able, beyond words) reality that has grabbed us, whammed us, overwhelmed us, claimed us and made us its own. We can't think up something to believe in. We have to be stunned into stopping mid-stride by it. If we don't have an experience of the Numen it's because we have insulated ourselves against it by living loud, busy, regimented lives. We have to stop. Look. Listen. Pay attention. What's the first thing we notice? Something to make us want to escape back into busyness most likely. We run from the Numen because it lives in a dimension accessible only by going where we do not want to go. Past things we do not want to face. We had rather go to bars and opioids. It takes the Numen to keep us going. If we prefer to shut down and quit that's our business. But, we need to know we have a choice. We can sit in the silence, listening, looking for what is there with us beyond the terrors of the darkness. Trusting in what-we-do-not-know to call our name and transform our life.