When we were little, life worked perfectly. No matter what happened, everything turned out alright in the end. Scraped knees, cancelled play dates, dropped ice cream cones. We would cry for a short time, but by the end of the day, everything would be perfect. And now as we’ve grown older, we’ve lost the faith as we stumble through each day. Crying over broken hearts, lost friendships and disappointments in dreams. It seems like life and perfection have turned their backs on us, but really its just that we’ve grown up. But just remember that, even if you lose faith in everything else, don't lose faith in God