When I was younger, I remember praying this prayer in my quiet moments with the Lord: “Lord, hold me and don’t let me go. Huwag mo ko bibitawan, please?” I prayed it because, deep down, I knew this truth about myself—no matter how much I profess my love for God, my own grip would fail me. I could not fully trust myself to remain faithful to the faith I claimed to believe in. There might come a day when I would loosen my hold, when I would betray the very values I hold dear.