Trust.
What an infinitely complex and ridiculously unavoidable part of life.
Quickly broken, but stubbornly strong.
Trust is almost always blind and it rarely feels good.
It gropes around in the unknown because it seeks more than what it can immediately touch. Trust longs for what has yet to come and whole heartedly believes that the Great Creator is orchestrating this song called life. Trust searches blindly but it is always expectant of hope and directed by faith.
Trust. What an incredible ability God has gifted humanity with, yet it can be one of the most lethal poisons when broken.
Even though sin separated us from God and He new He could never trust us to save ourselves, our trust in Him has had no reason to change. He is still in the garden, waiting for us to return white as snow. He never left that place of intimancy with us. Jesus has never loved us more.
Trust is rarely gained by way of results, but throughout the entirety of the journey.
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