Lately I’ve been thinking about “faith.” We’re surrounded by what we have faith in. I get out of bed every morning because I have faith that doing so is better than staying in bed. I use my toothbrush because I have faith that it’ll clean my teeth. If I didn’t have faith in it, I’d throw it away. If I didn’t have faith in the bicycle I ride to the train station, I’d either fix it or throw it away and buy a new one. I have faith that the train I ride to work will get me there. And so on. We’re so surrounded by people and things we have faith in that we don’t normally think about it.
We throw away or avoid the things we don’t have faith in. So I started thinking, what if someone doesn’t have faith in himself or herself? And I realized, wow, that’s my problem. That’s a big problem. It makes me think of all the things I would have done by now if I had more faith in myself.
Here’s the reality. The company I work for isn’t doing well. I need to take some of the blame for that. And my only choice is to have faith in myself, my coworkers and my boss that we can turn things around. At the least, I need to have faith in myself. And having gotten so used to not having faith in myself, it’s going to be difficult to change my way of thinking. But for my family’s sake, I have to do it. I want to do it for my boss, too. I like the guy.