If I believe then I must trust.
And why should I doubt;
Since he did not spare even his own son but gave him up for us all,
won’t he also give up everything else
I’m having some trust issues. I know because I’m uber worried about the future.
I also know that’s pointless. Life is meant to be lived moment to moment, which resonates with my bohemian heart. But my worry prone mind won’t seem to still.
Marriage and children teach you real fast how little you know and how much you don’t control.
But I have faith, a hope in a confident future and I wasn’t meant to stay in this season forever.
So I cling to the promise, especially when I have reason to doubt.
And I try to remember to punctuate the surprises with hallelujahs. After all, His timing is perfect, and He knows more than I do.