Trust and No Waiting for Tomorrow

Trust is a funny thing. I trust my mom – I trust her with my life – but sometimes when she’s driving things get a little crazy. I grip the safety handle and grab my heart and say “WHAT are you DOING?” She looks at me and replies, “I’ve been driving longer than you’ve been alive. Relax!”


This is similar to my trust in God. I’m a willing passenger in the vehicle of my life and I’ve gladly let Him take the wheel, but every now and then crazy stuff starts to happen. I grab the dashboard and grip the seatbelt and say “WHAT are you DOING?” He looks at me and replies, “I’ve been God since the beginning. Can’t you trust my driving?”


So there you have it. I trust God – I trust Him with my entire life, this one and the next – but my trust in Him must be greater than my trust in my mother’s driving abilities. Every day my trust must grow tall like a tree, strong like an ox, deep like the sea. I cannot let my trust stay as such a dismal level. An infant has more trust in its soulless, inanimate pacifier than I have in our soulful, living God. Why!?


There is no waiting for tomorrow. This is not a diet plan I’ll pick up after the holidays. This is not a paper or email or task I’ll put off ‘til the afternoon. My trust in God is strengthened right now, and every moment preceding this will be all the more peaceful because of it. Amen.

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