Describe a memory or encounter in which you considered your faith, religion, spirituality — or lack of — for the first time.

From I can remember I’ve prayed to God with faith. But I can remember a day when I had my first real prayer. A moment when I felt I was really talking with God. And it wasn’t in a church or while saying my prayers at night at my room. It happened in the street. I was walking across the square towards our home  with my family. It was Sunday. We had been at Mass and we had gone to a café to have a breakfast all together. We had stopped in a kiosk to buy comics. We were having a funny conversation, with my father, as always, making jokes. Suddenly I began to talk with God thanking him for my family using my own words, asking him about what he wanted from me. I felt he was listening and answering to my question. It was only a few seconds. Enough to discover what real prayer was.

In Good Faith.