An Opportunity

I saw this in a blog called Shelee-notsodeepthoughts and wanted to share it … it is deeper than Shellee knows …

I remember the moment. I remember the circumstances. I remember my words.
"Maybe God is just giving you an opportunity to trust Him."

I remember believing, hoping and praying that she would learn to trust Him.

Lately, my words have haunted from the recesses of my mind.
"Maybe God is just giving you an opportunity to trust Him."

And the still, small voice is pressing hard … "Do you believe? Do you trust me?"

Life doesn't always go the way we had hoped. We don't get a say in the choices of others, and we can't make people do things the way we think they should be done. We don't get to control death, loss, disease. We can't change the diagnosis that will rob our loved one of their memories. We just stand there helpless as we watch it happen.

And, that's what I do.
I watch helplessly as life goes much differently than I had planned.
I wrestle. I wonder. I ache.
I get angry.
I long for control.

Isn't that the root of all sin? My belief that my way is better than His? Isn't that what I am really thinking?

All the while, it is there.
The whispered, "Do you trust me?"

Faith is not something you have, it is something you do. Despite the wrestling, the ache, and the anger you trust; knowing that someday, it will all be redeemed.

Knowing that even though I cannot see it, it is being redeemed.
God is not idle.
I am not alone.
He is redeeming.
Do I trust Him?