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.
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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.
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.
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.
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 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.
I grew up in a Christian home with amazing parents.
My faith was started off by my grandmother and mother, and so I always saw it as a very private, personal thing.
My faith guides my life.
I grew up in a difficult environment, but I became a Christian as a teen. My mom and my sister soon became Christians also.
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