Here is a post I wrote for my other blog. It seems so appropriate to put it here right now. It was posted on August 23, 2008.
Trust has always been an issue with me. Having been hurt badly as a little girl, I do not trust easily. I do not trust many people at all.
And for years, I did not trust God much either.
I was not sure I could trust Him with my life and my heart. My heart has always seemed so fragile. Easily broken. So I put up walls.
Walls to enclose my heart. Walls to enclose my own little world.
And I became somewhat of a control freak. I guess I thought, deep down inside, if I can control my own little world, then I can finally feel safe.
Someone once handed me a little card that said I am not the Master of the Universe. Sigh. I do need to remember that.
Over the last several years, I have learned to trust God more. I no longer doubt His presence with me. Even during dark times.
Especially during dark times.
People, on the other hand, are harder to trust. They do not always take good care of each others’ hearts. But God has put some very good people in my life. My husband, Rich, for example. He has been the greatest gift of my life.
And I have come to realize, that the more I trust God, the more I trust others. And the more I trust others, the more I trust God.
Must be one of those God-things.