She was very close with her mother and her mother was very strong in faith. All her life, she looked up to her mother, who looked up to God. There was always that ‘link’ between her and the one thing she strived to understand. So, I guess you could say Elle’s faith was largely in her own mother, and not, in fact, in Jesus Christ.
Elle was a very smart girl. She got straight A’s, was the cheerleader captain, and had the most popular boyfriend in school. She was the American Dream.

But after her mother died, everything seemed to change.

Her boyfriend didn’t seem so interesting anymore. Her grades didn’t seem to matter that much. Her passion for cheerleading even died.
Most thought it was inevitable. Like the Titanic, all great things flounder sometime.
But the loss of her mother left her with an even greater void then she could have ever imagined; the link between her and god had been severed. The one thing that had upheld her faith and reassured her in the hard times that ‘Jesus loved her’ was gone. Unaware of her path in life, Elle was lost.
In a panicked attempt to keep her mother and God in her life, she attended church everyday. She prayed and prayed every night, but always felt as if the prayers hit her bedroom ceiling, and stopped there.
Was her mother even up there? Was anyone listening?
Elle felt abandonded.
Deep down she could not understand why God, if he was so wonderful, would take away something so special from her. She felt terrible questioning God. Her mother would be ashamed of her.
When her questioning ceased to stop, Elle realized that her faith in the Lord was on its last legs.

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