Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase. – Martin Luther King, Jr.

Faith sustains every fiber of my being.  Faith allows for all things, even our evolution to be better men and women.  And though the tides of discrimination and intolerance have abated somewhat, the persecution of men still occurs.  The subjugation of freedom, and the promotion of tyranny is still prevalent in today’s world.  The threat to faith, hope, and love is palpable– yet it does not allow us the luxury of relaxing our grip on the fundamental tenets of life and happiness.  Let us not give up on faith.

We face world-wide crises each day.   There is war and natural disasters.  Yet we all should be empowered by whatever faith we cling to.  In these dangerous, uncertain times, it can be the only thing we have.  And it can pull levers that affect mighty change.  It can propel those boulders downward, until they smash through iron curtains of oppression and pessimism.

My faith is unquenchable.  It is nourishing and self-sustaining.  It must be because without it — my dreams and aspirations will wilt and blow away — as dust on the vine.  My dreams are bountiful.  They drive my pursuit of being a man in the eyes of God.  A man that loves and treasures his family.  A man that is humbled and strengthened by his beliefs.  A man that is constantly striving to make his reality better.

It can be difficult believing in times of trial and fire.  It is hard to fathom that someone’s reality is shaped not by what is seen, but by what is unseen.  Yet I fervently believe in a guiding hand that ushers you through the darkness.  I must believe.  If not, then every ounce of self-respect and self-worth drips from me. We celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. this week.  I’m reminded of a passage from his autobiography:

“The first time that I was seated behind a curtain in a dining car, I felt as if the curtain had been dropped on my selfhood. I could never adjust to the separate waiting rooms, separate eating places, separate rest rooms, partly because the separate was always unequal, and partly because the very idea of separation did something to my sense of dignity and self-respect.”

Yet he pressed onward, because he believed that he must.  And we all must as well.  We must constantly remind ourselves that man’s inhumanity to man is not all-encompassing — and that there is light in the midst of dark. So we must press onward.  We must be the humble soldier, striving to create a better world for those that come behind us.  And we must believe that a better, more humane world is possible.  Through the fire, find your faith.

Matthew Wright

Matthew Wright

Matthew Wright, originally from Connecticut, is a blogger and budding freelance writer. He is heavily interested in politics and public policy. His aim is to encourage real debate between real people. Real change begins on the grassroots level, not in the media. He attended the University of Hartford in West Hartford,Connecticut, and now makes his home in Atlanta, Georgia. He also makes a mean lasagna.