There are many different ways in today's society to describe a leap of faith. Whether we use the term to describe a turning point in our religious journeys or to describe an action or event, such as leaping across a ramp, leaps of faith can be viewed as an everyday occurrence, and a life- changing event. The individual meaning varies depending on the person that is experiencing it. Performing leaps of faith for some may be very dramatic, while for others just part of a decision making process. The one thing that does exist within any leap of faith is the overwhelming feeling that we will succeed. No one attempt's a leap of faith wanting to fail, but that's not to say failure doesn't occur. If we were to succeed every time, it would not be considered a leap of faith but a plan or course of action. For me, leaps of faith come very easily, with not a lot of thought going into them. Now, that's not to say I just blindly leap without first weighting the options, I just don't agonize for very long over whether I am going to succeed or not. For me, I would rather take a chance and fail, than to never try at all, which guarantees failure. Besides, with each failure opens a new avenue for possible success the next time.
             After the end of my first marriage in 1985, I never really considered myself a very religious person. Even thought I attended Sunday school every week when I was younger, I didn't continue attending in my adult life, but I did believe in God. After my divorce, I was pretty much okay with the fact that I was damaged goods and would probably not find another woman that would want me, let alone my two boys, for the rest of her life. But in September of 1986 I met Mary, who was to become my best friend and lover, and in the spring of 1989, my wife. Now, three years sound like a long courtship by today's standards, but I had some issues regarding this new leap of faith that I had to
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