I asked God to give me a picture of what it looks like to ‘trust’ and this is what He sent: a leaf, suspended by an invisible thread. Beautiful. Not flailing about trying to hold itself up. Not terrified of falling. Not fighting the waiting. It spoke truth.
Why oh why is it so hard to trust in where we are and that which holds us, just because we cannot see the thread? Why in spite of all the evidence to the contrary do we continue to doubt?
Again, a choice… to relax where we are, trusting we are held, knowing change will come in season.
Amen.
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