Isn’t that really what the whole accepting/rejecting God thing about? Do we really trust that there is a God out there with our best interests in mind? Do we really think He will never leave us or abandon us? Do we really believe that all things work together for good for those who love Him? Do we really understand that He is?
A lot of the time, I think the answer for me is, “I don’t think so.”
Now, don’t get me wrong, I do believe He is Who He is with my mind, but my heart sometimes gets infatuated with the lies that this world offers, and I start to doubt. And I start to think that maybe He’s not telling me the truth, cause sometimes what I see with my eyes and feel with my emotions doesn’t seem to line up with what I read in the Word.
But God taught me something the other day about what feeble things I put my trust in. Here’s what happened: As I was running through a neighborhood in the early morning, I passed a house and saw a ferocious (albeit tiny) dog in the window. He had his tiny teeth bared and was barking like he would like to put his millions of tiny teeth into my legs. But I just kept on running and I laughed because I knew he couldn’t get me; the window was holding him back.
God said, “You trust in a window; why not Me?” And I realized that I put my trust in silly things like glass and leashes and fences and NOT GOD. How silly is that?! Embarrassingly silly.
So, lately, every time I start to doubt that God is who He says He is, I think back to that window…and then I think about the Creator of me, and of earth and space and sky…and I make my mind make the logical choice because my heart has been convinced; I can trust Him because He is a good God who loves me more than I can fathom.
What are you trusting in?
You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast, because he trusts in you.