It's Sunday, and so far, it has been a relatively good day. I had a quite good sleep; I fixed my bed, ate breakfast and prepare myself for my appointment with my cousin. I needed to interview her for my project in theology about faith. As I was on my way to my cousin's house my cell phone rung, and to my surprise, it was Sophia, my cousin. She said that she is out of town with her friends and will be back on Monday. I have no other choice but to go back home and think of a person who could possibly help me with my project. I went straight to my room, open the electric fan and switch the radio on. As I was lying on my bed, I saw a man, a total stranger to be exact, standing in front of me. I immediately stood-up and asked him "what are you doing here? Who are you?" the stranger refused to answer my question. Instead of telling me his name, he asked me to get a piece of paper and a ball pen. I intriguingly asked, "For what?!" he smiled at me and replied "Aren't you looking for a person who could help you with your project in theology? A feature article about the dimensions of faith right?" I was astounded with what he said... I really wonder how he was able to find-out that I have this project in theology... But since I have no other options and I really need to do my project, I didn't bother to ask him about that. I turned the radio off, opened my windows and get a stick of cigarette. Then, I started to ask him questions about faith... If he believes that faith is absolute? If he consider faith as a gift from God? I also asked him about the dimensions of faith and the essence of faith in our life...
             Instead of answering my questions one by one he shared his story with me... his past experiences which make him realize that Faith is really absolute and that God really exist. His father died when he was only 2 years old. He never felt how it feels to have a fath
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