Faith

O come all ye faithful....... I always wonder what faith is and what it makes one do. Faith makes people worship a stone, believe that meaningless chanting will heal them, undertake long hazardous journeys just for the glimpse of their lord, perform meaningless rituals, take a dip in dirty stagnant water, fast, observe silence for days, do things they have never questioned and don't know the meaning or significance of....

All in the name of faith. What is it?
Is it an excuse to run away from the realities of the world and leave it all for some one you have never seen? Is it preparing for an after life you have no proof of? Is it all that meaningless?

Faith is hope, faith is what makes us tick. In hope of a better life, a better living, salvage from the cycle.
Faith makes us believe that a rock or stone is the lord. What if we didn't have even that? Is there a proof of the Almighty's existence? Is there a proof that he doesn't exist? How does joining your hands in prayer give you strength? What else does?
Questions are many. No answers for faith, No answers against it.

A belief that a piece of silver with ash enclosed inside can keep some one safe, protect someone from the evil eye is hope, is belief and I will not take it away if if I find it meaningless.
Because that is someone's faith.