In the midst of an unexpected prayer. One not timely or ritual.

I realized as I spoke my thoughts,

a prayer.

Faith is not something comprehensible.

Faith is continuing while lacking understanding.

Faith is a commitment to things like love and possibility,

the deep down wish it weren’t so undeniable hope that holds out for what might be.

I want to hold out, love when love is not logical.

Believe when there’s no evidence of payoff for my belief.

I want my faith to be my noticeable default.