I have been thinking about trust the last couple of days. And how do we trust our God, who is so mysterious and beyond our understanding? and how the thread of trust or lack of trust, is woven through every element of our lives.
In the movie The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Lucy asks about Aslan, the lion and if he is safe. The response she gets is, that he is not safe, but he is good.
Mark Buchanan talks about this in his book, Your God is too Safe.
I guess it would depend on your definition of safe....
Will he keep the status quo and leave your life comfy and easy? That meaning of safe?
Or is He our refuge, no matter what? That meaning of safe?
So how do you trust when sometimes prayers are unanswered, or answered no...ones that really, really seem important. Or when hard times, really hard times come to someone...? And help doesn't seem to come, in the right time...or at all?
I love God. He is merciful. He is gracious. He is caring. And He is mysterious.
The other night, in the middle of the night, I just let go..of all of my performance anxiety, and talked to him as a child to her dad. Dad, I said, we need your help. Help us. Then, and since then, I have felt a peace...a trust, that does not make sense...(I guess that is that "passes all understanding" part in Phil). The child to the daddy, the lamb to the shepherd. I don't understand, but I trust.
At church yesterday, one of the guys was sharing about how he was laid off from a company he had worked at for 20 years, and how it was a blessing and God used it in his life and found him a job at a better company and how much happier he was. Listening to all he was sharing, tears ran down my face. Tears of pent up fear and of relief. Like, see, God can be trusted.
One of my biggest fears is, as a single momma-with no safety net to fall back on, that I would lose my job. I know two people who were laid off last June and still have not found a new position. That haunts me. As I listened to Mike talk yesterday, my trust in God just grew. There is none of this He does not know, has not planned on, will not use, FOR OUR GOOD. I can share my hearts secrets with Him.
My mom is sick right now, and it troubles me. I worry and pray....and trust. God loves her. Has his plan for her and papa too. I play out all these scenerios in my mind, with no answers for any of them. So I stop, pray and trust.
Trust comes down to, for me, just putting my hand, and heart in his, and talking it over, child to daddy, expectantly listening and letting him handle it. I trust you Abba.
May sound too simplistic for some...but it is all I can do. Letting the thread of trusting in God weave through the tapestry of my life and my children's. Leaning on Him.....for all I hold dear!
mom dad nicky taddy mary olivia gabi stephanie and her girls and man rebecca cole friends extended family church family
"leaning leaning safe and secure from all alarms leaning on Jesus, leaning...learning on the everlasting arms..."
I can't EVEN imagine what it will be like in heaven. no worries, no questions fogging up trust. won't we laugh! won't we be full of joy and love! won't we have a wonderful time!
O God, I have tasted Your goodness,
and it has both satisfied me
and made me thirsty for more.
I am painfully conscious of my need of further grace.
I am ashamed of my lack of desire.
O God, the Triune God,
I want to want You;
I long to be filled with longing;
I thirst to be made more thirsty still.
Show me Your glory, I pray,
so I may know You indeed.
Begin in mercy a new work of love within me…
Give me grace to rise
and follow You up from this misty lowland
where I have wandered so long.
In Jesus’ name. Amen.
Some would gather money Along the path of life Some would gather roses, And rest from worldly strife. But I would gather children From among the thorns of sin, I would seek an ebony curl, And a wide and toothless grin. For money cannot enter In that land of endless day ,And roses that are gathered Soon will wilt along the way. But oh, the laughing children ,As I cross the sunset sea, And the gates swing wide to heaven ,I can take them in with me! ~Author Unknown~
“God wins us, not by shouting, beating us up, or starving us into submission, but by asking for an invitation to enter.
We are loved into surrender. The more we accept that he operates out of love for us, the more we will entrust ourselves to him.
Fénelon expresses this truth beautifully: "God is not a spy looking to surprise you. He is not an enemy lurking in the shadows to hurt you. God is your Father who loves you, and wants to help you if you will but trust in His goodness."