How completely fitting that I am compelled to write about trust today. I've been questioning my ability to trust all week.
On Fridays we just write without worrying if it’s just right or not. Won’t you join us?
- 1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them.
OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:
I could not have been more sure about what I was told. My husband was told the same thing, and although we were terrified, we were ready to step forward in faith.
Because we trusted in HIS ability to lead us forward, through all the uncertainties, unanswered questions, unrealistic expectations. We told our closest friends, who rejoiced and prayed.
And then, it all came crashing down. Crumpled in a dusty pile at our feet. We were wrong. Wrong!
We grieved. We denied. We wandered aimlessly. In the span of a day or two.
And now, how can I trust any more? How can I trust myself, that the thoughts I have are from Him, and not from myself? How can I trust that we will be taken care of, that things will work out? Doubt has taken over and swallowed the tiny shred of trust I had left.
But, there is still a pinpoint of light. A spark of hope that we weren't so wrong, that our trust was not in vain. That the plan is only slight different from our original picture. That we just need a bit of adjustment, in time, in attitude, in [hope].
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I think trust is closely linked to hope, and as my trust grows, so does my hope. What about you? What kind of amazing things do you have to say about trust? This is a safe place. You can share from your heart and be met with nothing but encouragement.