Trusting that the Creator has a plan and that it is for our ultimate good.
Trusting that there is something better for us than this life.
Trusting that the Messiah’s love will continue to carry me through every storm of life.
Trusting that the Creator’s teachings are true and good…no matter how hard they may be or how my “self” chafes against them.
Trusting that He is G-d and I am not.
Trusting that my understanding is not infinite…that I am NOT all-knowing.
Trusting that I do not have to understand everything.
Trusting that my human sense of righteousness is not necessarily my Creator’s…mine is imperfect, while His is perfect.
Trusting that, like a child, I can trust my heavenly Abba/Father/Daddy…even when I do not understand.
Trusting that my Creator’s provision truly is enough for me.
Trusting that, when my Abba says “no”, it is for good reasons…even though I may not see those reasons now.
As I look at the list above, I see that trust is really tied a lot into understanding…or lack of understanding. There have been many times in my life when I thought and lived as a child. I wanted to understand like G-d (my Abba/Daddy) and I wanted to understand NOW. Just like the impetuous child who does not want to obey unless she fully understands (and agrees with) the why of the parent, I wanted to act and live on my own understanding and beliefs about how I thought life should be lived.
It took time, but I eventually outgrew my childishness…mostly. I still have my days, but they are much fewer and farther between…thankfully. Now I am better able to trust when I am walking through the mist…when I cannot see tomorrow. I am no longer afraid when things seem dark and I cannot see my way.
I am better able to remain calm and serene in the face of what appears to be “impending doom” because I have learned that things are not what they seem to be with the human eye and heart. I know that Abba has a bigger plan and that the ‘powers that be’ are going to crumble. I know things are going to get tougher in the world and in our country, but I am not afraid, for I know He walks with me.
A Survivor's Thoughts on Life 