Belief

I've never been one for prayer since the death of my sister. I lost all my faith, I thought God was a liar. He took away all who were important in my life all who were good and did'nt deserve to die. Until one day I got shot and nearly lost my life I asked for a preacher, and he came with his wife As I lay there in pain we took each others hands, the warmth came over me like laying on warm sand. I had this unbelievable feeling, of relief and of ease my belief had come back and now I feel the peace.