Kindeyes, I too had to rely on my childhood memories to help me find faith again.
When I was a little girl and afraid, my mother used to read me Psalm 27, and it always comforted me. To this day, when I am afraid, I remember that first verse that has seen me through many scary nights.
The LORD is my light and my salvation—
whom shall I fear?
The LORD is the stronghold of my life—
of whom shall I be afraid?
I will now remember your little pasta sign as well...At times I am afraid, I will trust in thee.
Sometimes our faith needs little reminders like that.
Hugs