The people that I admire the most in this world are:
First, medical professionals, because they have the ability to cure the sick;
Second, teachers, because they impart knowledge and mold young minds; and
Third, those who have “faith,” because they are the ones who always have a smile, a kind word, and an answer to life’s woes. They are the nice ones.
There are no dilemmas that they cannot resolve by using the words, “Have faith.” You cannot argue the meanings of existence with them without “You must have faith” coming up in the discussion.
It is sometimes frustrating, but it is hard to get angry with someone with a nice smile. In fact, it is impossible.
I tend to be arrogant and not overly kind. Sometimes I have questioned the existence of God in their midst (not a wise thing to do), and in the end, I walk away and say to myself: Maybe the nice-smile people are right. I hope so.