In January 1999, when my mom’s neurosurgeon and radiologist jointly told her and me that they’d done all they could do for her, I remember feeling as though a knife had sliced my body in two. It was the most painful news I’d ever been told, and at that very moment, I began wondering how I was going to live without her. I wondered why this was happening to my mother, the woman who always went out of her way to do for others…the woman who always had the same smile on her face, even when she became ill. It was way too much and learning that my mom was terminally ill became, by far, the worst and most heartbreaking experience of my life. Which is the reason that even though my mom quickly found peace with her diagnosis and then tried to comfort and console me and prepare me for what was to come, it didn’t help much. And worse…for the first time in my life, I became angry with God—something I never believed I would ever do or that I was even capable of doing—and my faith in Him dwindled to an all-time low. I was angry, devastated, and confused because I just couldn’t understand why this was happening. In today’s episode, I share my own experience with losing faith, how I regained it, and why you should never give up under any circumstances.