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It really gives you a better viewpoint on why exactly we need bad experiences to not exactly learn but change. Whether its for the better or worse, change will happen. We continuously improve and get better. The important thing is not to learn from the past but change from a bad past.

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"What is a relationship between our stories and our identity? To what extent are we all witnesses to history and messengers to humanity?

Our stories define who we are. The experiences we go through in our lifetime change us and bring us to where we are today. Just as Elie changes in Night. We all are witnesses to the continuous cycle of life. Something bad starts, we fix it, another bad thing happens. We send messages to humanity by steering them in the direction we believe is right. Shunning the evil and showing pride in the good. Without the past there would be no better future.

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Elie goes from thinking of praying as breathing to questioning if there even is a God. Elie begins to lose faith when he sees the awful things first hand. He refuses to believe he would just be abandoned like that. For the first time he feels angry with God. After so much silence its no wonder he stays like this throughout the entire book. He just cannot understand why his people were being ignored.

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I believe every single person would start to question what they believe in after that. No matter how religiously devout, there is no way you will be normal after that. Its basically a matter of what we as humans can understand and what we look to for answers.

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Even though Elie is losing faith he still continues to call out to God. It is the only hope he has left. It is all he has known to do for so long and its almost impossible for him to entirely lose it. This is why I believe eventually in his life he began to return back to faith.

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"I also have eyes and I see what is being done here. Where is God's mercy? Where's God? How can I believe, how can anyone believe in this God of Mercy?" pg 76

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But look at these men whom You have betrayed, allowing them to be tortured, slaughtered, and burned, what do they do? They pray before You! They praise Your name!”

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I believe Elie had no choice but to question his faith. The Nazi's were the cause. They killed his faith and the ideology he believed in. It is stated that Elie did not deny a gods existence, but questioned his authority. Elie knew there was a god but he also knew he would never look at him the same again.

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“Behind me, I heard the same man asking: ‘For God’s sake, where is God?’ and from within me, I heard a voice answer: ‘Where He is? This is where-hanging here from this gallows…”  pg 36

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Its important to realize Elie did not chose to separate from his faith because he felt he was being punished. He separated from his faith because he felt abandoned. He stated it would have been better to be punished than flat out abandoned. He realizes at this point that all that praying he did possibly isn't working.

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“For the first time, I felt anger rising within me. Why should I sanctify His name? The Almighty, the eternal and terrible Master of the Universe, chose to be silent. What was there to thank Him for?” pg 14

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I noticed that at the beginning of the story Elie really didn't know why he worshipped,  he just knew that it was a natural everyday thing. Part of this probably to do with his age. When you do something so often and for so long you usually expect results but in Elie's case he didn't see any. He felt as if he was abandoned. This is why I believe he was so easily separated from his faith he had devoted so much effort too.

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"Why do you cry when you pray?" he asked, as though he knew me well. "I don't know," I answered, troubled. I had never asked myself that question. I cried because something inside me felt the need to cry. That was all I knew. "Why do you pray?" he asked after a moment. Why did I pray? Strange question. Why did I live? Why did I breathe? pg 4

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Elie Wiesel