Maybe that silence where I used to find my faith means it's packed up and left the building. In its place is a constantly running tape of self motivational speeches I keep repeating to myself. I do know I'll get through this, that the pain will subside, that I'll miss my relationship and my dog less and less over time. I realize all this. That's a question that still puzzles me, but I believe the answer is twofold.
Faith is the assurance of things hoped for.
I. That's faith, but I believe that's faith in process, in time, not in God. This is a tried and true kind of faith in life itself. We've seen it all happen in our lives before. Bad times come and bad times go. If we have faith in time, distance, and our ability to survive hardship, we are rewarded by life returning to balance.