Mitch Albom - Have a Little Faith.

This is not exactly a book review cause I haven't really finished the book. There is something weird about this blogpost for a few things:

1. I don't normally read books.
2. I am not a Christian.
3. I am not a fan of fans of Christ.
4. I don't read books. (Just to prove my point.)
5. I am currently an atheist.

I'm the cool one in this story.

I started reading Mitch's book since "The 5 person you met in heaven". I like his style as he teach one things through his stories. He doesn't just put it in your face but he slowly delivers it to you and let you explore and understand it. In another words, he puts me thinking. Maybe 50 shades of grey will put me thinking but I guess it's just different. :p

I'm half way through the book and I must say I am touched. It's funny as this books, as the name suggests talks about faith. About Mitch, himself who slowly lost God to time, and the gap between him and God got larger due to time. Another man who turned his back on God times and again but God still took him back. And an old Jewish Rabbis who wanted Mitch to write his eulogy. And this stories was built around how Mitch got closer to God through the journey of knowing Mitch better.

To me, religion is just a set of rules to make people a better person. God is "something" that give people hope, faith and a piece of mind. Especially at wits end. And at the same time, that's the reason why I call myself an Atheist now, cause my prayer was left unanswered.

In the book, Mitch asked what's happiness. Reb says

"satisfied n grateful for the love we received and what God has given us. As a baby we came to this world w a clenched fist thinking we could have had it all n we leave this place with our hands opened cause we have learnt that we can bring nothing together with us." 

That made me tear up on the train because I know I'm satisfied and grateful for the love that I've received from you. Although it ended earlier than I wanted but I'm grateful for what I had. With you in my heart, for eternity or till my time is up.

It's a shame there are things that I can't agree with Christianity. I'm stubborn, not convinced and not a believer. Someone once told me that she see that Christian in me and I will do good for the religion one day and to me that is just the typical "sales pitch" a Christian came out with to convert me. This is how skeptical I am. 

Sometimes ago before my brother converted to a Christian, we had a talk about this. A serious talk. Something that we as brothers don't normally do. He asked me how I feel about him converting into a Christian. Although I am not one but I always believe in freedom of choice. I told him that it is his belief and if God is his faith that is his calling and that is where he should head to. He shouldn't worry about mum, dad or even me. The bottom line of the conversation was I hope he was doing it because he wanted it and he felt God and not because of purely influences or stressed by anyone else. He told me he felt God. God saved him. God gave him the sign. – Now, where's mine? 


This song came onto the radio while I was typing this. This song was introduced by Will many years ago as well. 

I tell myself once in awhile that maybe I should go to a church to feel God myself, find peace or at least get closer to you but I've been to services with my friends and it's really too fancy for my liking. All the dancing, singing and fancy stages brings me no peace. It just put me in a position and more question surfaces. Above all, I don't see how I can be a Christian when I'm all tattoo, alcohol, sex, violence and gutter. I just can't see myself being the nice Christian boy that goes "Oh in the name of God.. blah blah blah." or say things like Sex after marriage, no this no that. pffff. 

I was once teased that a pastor might just do some perform some exorcist ritual on me and my foul mouth. 

I just can't find that peace in my mind I guess. Not now, not yet, maybe never. 

Mr.Smith, have a little faith.