As I’ve journeyed through my faith walk, I have experienced many ways to God. I wanted to be a part of something I could believe in. I knew once I found it I would be a true believer, and live it through my everyday life. But nothing seemed enough, not church, bible studies, the charismatic movement and so many other things I tried within the boundaries of religion. There was just something missing, and one day I stepped out in faith, and left it all behind. I felt like a lonely leaf falling from a tree leaving behind all that I knew. As I lay stagnant upon the heaps of other dead leaves, the fall turned to winter and it was as if I was in a resting place of thought and contemplation. I often think that it was like Jesus’s 40 days in the desert. There were many fears, temptations, and guilt, but in order for the leaf to fall from the tree it must let go. To let go I had to trust in something bigger, and what could be bigger then God’s love. That was all the discernment I needed to let the wind blow me where it would. It blew me back to the simplicity of my childhood belief that God was my friend, and the only one that truly loved me. My journey is not over. Letting go was only a new beginning. I‘m still that falling leaf blowing in the wind learning and discovering everyday, but I don’t do it alone anymore, for I am the leaf and God is the wind and He carries me in His direction throughout the day.