I believe, help Thou my unbelief!

It is no secret that the past year hasn't been very good to me. So here we are, Christmas time, and I continually find myself looking at Christmases past and wondering where those times (and friends) went.

More importantly, though, this time is a very blatant reminder of the entire basis of my Faith: the birth of the Word into the world of the flesh.

I've found myself sinking more and more into a constant battle between logic and faith. I can't seem to make the two coincide peacefully, and I can't shut either side up. I'm stuck in the middle of the two little dudes on my shoulder screaming at each other like an old Tom and Jerry cartoon. I'm not sure how much longer this can go on, this constant questioning of everything I KNOW to be true.

I believe Jesus to be the Son of God, the word made flesh.

I believe the canonical Bible to be "God-breathed", and I believe the council of Trent was spirit led in compiling the Scripture.

I believe in eternity, both heaven and hell

I believe in salvation by Faith, and I believe in the fruits produced by such faith

I believe in the indwelling of the Holy Spirit

I believe in the naturally wretched disposition of humanity

I believe in LOVE

Now if only my brain would get on the same page as my heart, I'd be in good shape.