Lanto, Danarose T.

BSA13
Midterm Writing Output (Narrative)
A Journey to Faith
In my constant search for solutions in everything, I found only one way. I found Jesus.
I have been lost in darkness. I have stumbled and cried so many times. I have been so restless. I
was on the point of giving up until I realized that I was searching for the wrong thing. Material
things were not the solution. Indeed, it was Jesus.
Growing up in a conservative and religious family made the foundation of my faith as
solid as rock. Before I even speak, one of the first things that I have learned when I was a child
was the sign of the cross. It was taught by my parents to me. As a little child, I got rewarded when
I do it. My family was a devoted Catholic that attends all celebrations in the Church. We praised
God together. We never fail to attend Sunday masses and celebrate holidays in the Church. That
was how I built my faith and learned the basics prayers.
My faith was developed more in my primary and secondary school. From nursery to
3 grade, I went to a public school. I transferred to a Catholic school when I was in 4th grade. In
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there, I experienced to pray literally every day. There were assigned days for bible-reading, rosary,
mass and novena. Our uniform was patterned on what St. John the Baptist wore and we also had
gala uniform for masses. Religious education was instilled on every grade level. From 4th grade to
10th grade, I took a religion subject. Studying that subject made me know Jesus more. It made me
closer to Him.
Struggles in life tested my faith. Although I was sure that I love and trust God, still,
there were down times. Living away from my parents was a challenge in keeping my faith alive.
When I went to Cavite to study for Senior High School, I experienced culture shock. I wasn’t used
to some things like commuting, being independent and going home late. Without my parents, I
feel a bit lost because there was no one to attend mass with me or join me as I pray before meals.
Betrayal in friends and loved ones made me doubt my beliefs. I doubted and blamed God for letting
people hurt me. I felt like God did not care because He let me experienced betrayals. Workloads
and stress from academics added up to my struggles. I had difficulties in managing my time. Often,
I was torn to choose between spending my time to pray or just study.
Everything felt dark, empty, and sad when I drifted away from God. I felt like there is
something missing in me. There was an empty hole in my heart that no material things can fill. I
was loved and cared by other people, but still, I was not contented. Though excelling, sadness
takes over. I may be good at academics, but still, I was unhappy. Some days, I know I have done
something I should be proud of, but then, I felt the same. I still felt sad.
At my darkest time, I found Jesus in the shape of a woman. The woman saved me from
being succumbed by the thought of dying. It was a depressing night and I wanted to end everything.
I purposely crossed the road while on “go”. Then, someone pulled me from behind. I looked back
and saw that she was already walking away. At that moment, I was astounded. I realized that it
could be a sign from God. She made me feel the presence of Jesus, our savior and light. I may not
have known or even seen her, but she saved me just as how Jesus saved us from our sins. She
brought light---the light that only Jesus can provide.
 Hence, Jesus is the way to find happiness, peace and contentment in life. He is always
there. Jesus is in the heart of everyone whom He have used as instruments to touch other souls. He
saved me so many times. Returning to Him is one of the best decisions that I have done. He became
my refuge and strength. Indeed, Jesus is the way, truth and light.