This picture makes me think of the promise given to Abraham about the stars and his descendents. He had to totally rest upon God's sovereign truth, no matter how incomprehensible the truth was.
I trust God.
I want to.
I think I do.
But there are times when life hits hard and trust is not how I feel. I recoil back and with hot tears wonder how I could trust a God who would allow that to happen. How could you? my heart screams. The grief comes in full tilt. I wrestle. And then comes the hollow and long pause of waiting.
The answer of why doesn't come. Life isn't turned into beautiful roses and life isn't filled with better replacements or a leg up in life. But I have to keep moving forward. Even without all the wonderful, good-life promises I held in my heart to be true.
Trust God? Not until I have taken a step back and realized that what and who I am trusting is not based on my imagined life.
God didn't promise to give me the life I imagined it should be like. Instead, He said He would be true to His character. That He cannot sin. He speaks of love and making me in His likeness. Into the person He started working in me.
It is that truth I need to rest in before I can trust.
Have you wrestled with trusting God?
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