never been able to find that kind of faith in myself. I recently lost my father and have been tortured wondering if there is an afterlife, is he in a better place, is he okay. It's drove me almost mad to a certain extent.

Why do I envy them? They seem to have a peace of mind I have never been able to find in myself.

I mean if there is a God, the Creator of us all, what kind of God would put us on this Earth, let us live our lives with the people we grow to love dearly, yet when we die, there is nothing? There is no seeing each other again or being with that loved one? I try but I cannot get that faith in my head. It just see how religion has caused wars since the beginning of time. Nothing good comes from it that I can think of.

My mother in law told me the Holy Ghost was left here on earth after Jesus ascended into Heaven to be there for anyone who needed him. The father, the son, and the Holy Ghost is suppose to be one in the same. Is it true . . . maybe we will find out when we die.