{"id":100,"date":"2009-10-15T00:00:03","date_gmt":"2009-10-15T07:00:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/?p=100"},"modified":"2009-10-14T21:03:44","modified_gmt":"2009-10-15T04:03:44","slug":"faith","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/faith\/","title":{"rendered":"Faith"},"content":{"rendered":"<STYLE type=\"text\/css\">body {background-repeat: no-repeat;}<\/style><p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Faith, it\u2019s not what you do, it\u2019s not something you\u2019re looking for, it\u2019s not something you\u2019ve lost.\u00a0 Faith is who you are.\u00a0 Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen.\u00a0 Never forget that. <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Faith is a gift, whenever I am alone, Faith is with me.\u00a0 When it appears that all of my resources and reserves are gone, Faith is there.\u00a0 When my so-called friends close their eyes, stop listening, and turn their backs on me, Faith is there.\u00a0 When I slip and make decisions and choices that are not in my best interest Faith is there.\u00a0 When the \u201cme\u201d in \u201cme\u201d can no longer see the goodness and unlimited blessing you have in store for me Faith is there.\u00a0 I am grateful for the gift of Faith.\u00a0 I realize I cannot buy it, borrow it, I only need to acknowledge you in all my ways so that you can continue to direct my path!\u00a0 I am thankful for the gift of Faith.\u00a0 <\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><em>Take a moment to share your thoughts on Faith, we all have some.\u00a0 Remember you\u2019re helping somebody.\u00a0 Cheers!<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Faith, it\u2019s not what you do, it\u2019s not something you\u2019re looking for, it\u2019s not something you\u2019ve lost.\u00a0 Faith is who you are.\u00a0 Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen.\u00a0 Never forget that. Faith is a gift, whenever I am alone, Faith is with me.\u00a0 When it appears [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-100","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=100"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":101,"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100\/revisions\/101"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=100"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=100"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sistahology.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=100"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}