I used to think faith was all about knowledge—reading, praying, and doing the right things. But no matter how much I studied, something felt off. I realized my emotions about God—how I truly felt—shaped my faith more than I understood. If I secretly believed He was disappointed in me, I hesitated to pray. If I thought He was distant, I struggled to trust Him. But what if God is more loving, patient, and present than we’ve ever imagined? What if the love we’ve been searching for has been waiting for us all along?