For most of my life, I’ve kept my faith to myself. After my mother was murdered decades ago, belief became complicated. I still believed in God, but I didn’t know what to do with that belief. I asked questions that had no easy answers. Over time, I learned to carry faith quietly, privately. It became something I rarely spoke about.

When I entered politics, that silence became almost automatic. In public life, it often feels safer to hide belief than to defend it. I worried that being open about faith would invite judgment or be used against me. Looking back, I realize that fear was misplaced.

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