About two weeks ago, I hit a point of trust with the Lord. Most of my life has centered on trying to overcome the next hurtle. “If I can just get past this problem, then everything will be okay,” I’d always think to myself. But every sea I walk through leads to another challenge, bigger each time. As I age, now at the decrepit and elderly point of wisdom of 33 years old—and as I always think of myself as being more wise now than I will be the very next year—I’m facing the hard reality:
Challenges with need for trusting God only get bigger; those challenges will only seem smaller if my trust grows faster.
That’s not easy, ya know.
At any moment, everything can be taken away. It’s easy to get money in the bank so we can forget that God provides our daily bread. But I don’t want to forget that. · · · →