what happened to faith? what happened to the desire to want faith? When I die I want to die knowing I always kept my faith strong and knowing that I did the best I could to please God. At least that's what My mother taught me. Getting old is kind of scary. I wanna pass on everything my mother has taught me about life, about God, faith and spirituality to my own children one day. It's scary to think about but one day I won't even be under the same roof as my Mother. It's kind of scary that one wrong turn and I could end up somewhere I don't want to be. especially in this world where faith doesn't exist. Where Love for God doesn't exist. It's just a big part of me and I never want to lose this part of me.