11/11: Faith

Today was work again. But not school. They were practicing all day for the graduation tomorrow. I had a long talk with Prisca about living here, her life, faith and all kinds of things. She lives in a little house with her youngest son of sixteen. Her and her husband has been separated for a long time and he hasn’t got a job. Neither does any of her children, the oldest being around thirty. So she is the breadwinner in the family. But every time she talked about something bad that had happened she always continued with something like God will provide or he will make sure everything goes as it should. I have always admired people with this kind of faith, when even their darkest hour won’t be so dark, because they believe that God will make sure that everything goes as it should. When there is always someone you can pray to or blame if anything goes wrong. I would like to be able to believe that there is someone out there that takes care of us, but I am just too scientific – I need proof, and people that really believe doesn’t need a silly thing like proof. If I believe in something I believe wholeheartedly. At twelve the children were sent home, so I could go earlier than usual. I went home to wash clothes and relaxed the rest of the day with a good book that I just couldn’t put down.