My religion stands out like a beacon light, shining radiantly, beckoning me ever-onward toward a goal of contentment and happiness, of peace of mind and heart. From it is born the wish to rise above pettiness, unkindness, lack of sincerity, selfishness, thoughtlessness, and faithlessness. It teaches me to be true, not only to myself and to what I believe in, but also to be tolerant of others and their tenets.
If I plant a seed and it does not grow, I must have the courage to uproot it, replant a new and fertile one that will bring forth growth and fulfillment. To waste emotion, devotion, or development on dead issues, warps my mind and heart and destroys my inner happiness, as the hurt is only to myself, and therefore meaningless.