My own faith was nurtured by my grandmother and her clinging deeply to her faith when she was dying a painful and slow death from cancer.
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I grew up in a house full of faith, and my mother died when I was a little girl, and I found comfort in my faith.
My mother had faith in me, had more faith in me than I had in myself, and knowing that she did made me try to find faith. She believed in trying things.
Over the years my mother's steadfast faith in God has inspired me, particularly when I had to perform extremely difficult surgical procedures or when I found myself faced with my own medical scare.
My faith was started off by my grandmother and mother, and so I always saw it as a very private, personal thing.
My faith isn't very churchy, it's a pretty personal, intimate thing and has been a huge source of strength in moments of life and death.
My faith guides my life.
I grew up in a religious community, and like everyone, I went through a period of doubt and later made a conscious choice to embrace the faith of my childhood.
My faith helps me understand that circumstances don't dictate my happiness, my inner peace.
I was a pretty wild kid, and I probably lived 48 years in my first 20. But I always seemed to have a true line of faith for some reason.
Nowhere else have I grown more in my faith than in the midst of my family.
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