Learning to Trust

Join me for the next thirty-one days as I share in a journey of trust. Webster Dictionary full definition of trust is:

1 a :  assured reliance on the character, ability, strength, or truth of someone or something

b :  one in which confidence is placed

2 a :  dependence on something future or contingent :  hope

b :  reliance on future payment for property (as merchandise) delivered :  credit <bought furniture on trust>

3 a :  a property interest held by one person for the benefit of another

b :  a combination of firms or corporations formed by a legal agreement; especially :  one that reduces or threatens to reduce competition

4 archaic :  trustworthiness

5 a (1) :  a charge or duty imposed in faith or confidence or as a condition of some relationship (2) :  something committed or entrusted to one to be used or cared for in the interest of another

b :  responsible charge or office

c :  care, custody <the child committed to her trust>

From biblical examples to life lessons, Trust is something we all need in life’s relationships.  Take the plunge, knowing that the One in which we place our trust not only is our parachute, but also controls the wind.trust-write31days

  1. Genesis 22
  2. Proverbs 3:5-6
  3. Luke 4:1-13
  4. Psalms 32:10
  5. James 1:6
  6. Psalms 56:3
  7. Matthew 6:25-30
  8. I John 5:14
  9. Psalms 143:8
  10. Daniel 6:1-23
  11. Psalms 18:2
  12. Jeremiah 17:7-8
  13. Psalms 28:7
  14. Luke 7:1-10
  15. James 5:15
  16. Psalms 37:5
  17. Judges chapters 6 and 7
  18. Isaiah 26:3
  19. Luke 1:5-25
  20. Psalms 9:10
  21. Proverbs 29:25
  22. Psalms 31:14
  23. Isaiah 12:2
  24. Genesis 39
  25. Proverbs 16:3
  26. Romans 15:13
  27. Psalms 33:21
  28. Genesis 40 and 41:1-46a
  29. Psalms 112:7
  30. Matthew 26:36-46
  31. Nahum 1:7

31 Days is an online writing challenge started by home blogger, Myquillyn Smith (The Nester), and now hosted by Crystal Stine, where bloggers pick one topic and write a post on that topic every day in October. We all link up just once on day one (opens on October 1st) so that we can see all the topics and read the ones that most interest us. The link will stay open through October 5th for late comers but will be closed after that.

As a writer, 31 Days challenges you to go deeper into one topic.

As a reader, 31 Days will most likely have a few topics that you are curious about, it’s a great time to get to know some new bloggers.

The Truth about your pocketbook

proverbs137Some of the richest people I have met were the most miserable, discontent people.  For all their money and stuff they were so unpleasant to be around.  They make others uncomfortable too.  I have met rich happy people too.  Most of them realized it wasn’t their pocketbook that made them rich.

And I have worked with people living below poverty who were the most generous, happy, and content people.  They also knew their pocketbook didn’t make them rich.

The truth about your pocketbook is that if God is truly at the center of your life, you are rich beyond measure.  Your treasure will never depreciate, never  be bankrupt and never be stolen.  It is an eternal wealth that Jesus died for you to have.

Take care first

airplaneWe are taught when we get on an airplane that we have to take care of ourselves first.  This safety technique is taught at the beginning of every flight; reminding parents the take care of themselves first.  After they have oxygen on then they can safely take care of their child in case of an in-flight emergency.

Why is it not the same in the United States?  We have elderly that must choose between food and medicine.  We have Veterans that go without needed services.  We have children in our streets with food insecurities.  We have millions without the ability to meet basic medical needs. We have homeless in our streets.

Yet, we dole out billions of dollars to other nations. We offer money to other nations to meet the same needs that our citizens are going without.  It’s  not that I don’t believe in humanitarian outreach, I do.  I just think we must take care of our citizens first before we can try to save others.

If we do not take safety steps to care for ourself first as a nation  our society will look much like it does now.  People are lying on the side struggling to help others because they didn’t make sure they had oxygen first.


Control, it’s a big word for just seven letters.  As children we quickly learn that we want it.  We spend our life trying to gain it.  As aging adults we eventually lose any control we thought we had.

The past year I have found there is so much outside of my control.  At the beginning of the year I started out with one word.  Trust.  I quickly had to put it into practice as I placed my mother on hospice.  I gave up my normal schedule of activities to spend as much time as I could with her.

In March she passed away, and my trust had to take me new places.  Learning to again let go of what little control I felt I had to allow myself to walk through the grieving process.  Allowing walls to come down to share my thoughts and emotions with others was another area trust had to grow.

As I allowed myself to find a new normal, my routine was shook up again.  Loosing control of my schedule and every part of what I was used to doing.  For two weeks in August every area of my schedule changed.  This might not seem like a big deal, but as a control freak with no control it was a definite walk of trust.  Two months later, although some things have a new routine much is still up in the air and outside of my control.

I realize the only thing I really have control over is how I respond to change.  I choose the attitude I carry with me.  Minute by minute I choose how I respond.  I have to trust that the God who really is in control has my best interest regardless of what circumstances say.  Trust is a seed planted in faith that will move mountains if it is placed in the right One.

The journey ahead of me is new.  As I step out of the control phase and step into the trust walk.  The journey is unknown to me, but the One in control knows the end.  If I keep my eyes on Him, I will see that nothing is impossible with the One truly in control.

New Normal

Scantily dressed,
Top less
Pant less,

I pictured myself.  That would be completely in appropriate if I chose to leave this way in an hour. Yet with parents beside them they walked out the doors.

I walk in.
Adults dressing and undressing.
Children dressing and undressing.
No privacy in the open space.
No attention to who is around.

I go in to the stall and close the door on it.  Ignoring what, in my world, usually results in a call to the local authorities.

Swim class was over and the adults had places to be and things to do.  Children stopping to shower or dress probably seemed pointless.  A quick run through the drive through or running newnormalstraight home, the time it would take wasn’t necessary for most.

Twenty-five children  plus adults who were coming and going from workout classes or personal training to five stalls and five showers makes an easy decision to just head out the door instead of waiting or to just change and run.    I walk in and out of the community center weekly to this scene.   The absurd nature of that scene never crossed my mind, except once when young boys were in the women’s dressing room with their mother.

In society we have boundaries for what is acceptable and what isn’t.  At times what is okay in one area, like a swimming pool or gym dressing room, would be completely in appropriate in another area.  Behaviors that are acceptable for a child are not necessarily acceptable as an adult and vise versa.

There are times where we become desensitized to the things that once were clearly not acceptable.  As I thought about how this happens I looked around my environment.  For six months I had walked in and out of this scene without much thought, barely of serving the absurdity of what was going on around me.

I’m not suggesting there was anything wrong with what was happening.  I am pointing out the process of which things that would normally  be unacceptable become acceptable.

Initially we see something and it may not sit well with us.  When we get used to seeing something and it becomes normal.  We stop seeing things as odd and instead see them as normal.  Once we have normalized them they eventually become acceptable.

I think back to things in my community that once were not acceptable but today are common place.  Good and bad things.   They are now the new normal. We probably should pay closer attention to the process of creating a new normal.

How Much it Cost

In praise and worship Sunday night we were singing Tim Hughes’ “Here I am to Worship”.  We sing the song often, but last night was different.  The worship team got to the lyrics how-much-it-cost

It was like the song stopped and those were the only words I could hear.  They resonated within my soul and took on a deeper meaning. I could only imagine the cost, and saw that my imagination fell terribly short.

Jesus paid the price with His life, voluntarily.  It wasn’t the pretty cross portrayed in Sunday School, as child friendly as death can be.  It wasn’t a man with three nails with a few drips of blood.  It wasn’t a crown of thrones placed gently on His head.

Jesus was in agony the garden before the physical torture began.  Can you imagine being in emotional turmoil, and willingly dying even knowing exactly what you would face?  Jesus was fully God – He knew exactly what was coming.  He was fully man – He would know the physical pain in addition to the emotional, the mental, and the spiritual.

After being arrested Jesus was stripped, scourged, spit on, hit with a rod.  He was beat beyond recognition.

But many were amazed when they saw him. His face was so disfigured he seemed hardly human, and from his appearance, one would scarcely know he was a man.” (Isa. 52:14).

He had nails driven through each hand and His feet.   This was all done before he hung on the cross in the most detestable form of punishment.  This is the physical torture that He willingly endured.  For my sake.  For your sake.

If Jesus’ sacrifice was not costly enough, God watched it all from the throne.  As a parent, my heart aches at the thought of what God saw that day.

Jesus was God’s Son, His only Son.  Imagine that for a moment.  His Son was perfect, without flaw.  In that moment on the cross, Jesus became my sin.  Not just my sin, but also every sin that I can not imagine – rape, incest,  human trafficking, child abuse, murder.  From perfect to vile.  As a parent can you imagine your child turning into vile before your eyes?

From completely pure to totally defiled.  Imagine having to watch your child become the very thing you hate.

Then imagine you are love and seeing Him goes against everything you are at your very being.  Are you turning away?

Jesus cried out “My God, My God, Why have you forsaken me?”  God who promises to always be there had to turn His back on His own Son.  He did it to save me.  To save you.

I can not fathom that cost.  It makes my heart hurt.  It steals my breath.  And yet I enter in to His presence.    Because of what He did, because the true cost I will never understand Here I am to worship.  You can too.


giveGod has called us all to give. So many people think that they have nothing to offer. Yet, we all have just what we need to give.  God not only tells us what to give, who to give to, but also how to give.  He set the perfect example for us and gave us clear instructions in His Word. Continue reading