Sometimes it’s hard to trust. And sometimes it’s all too easy.
It always seems like those you should trust, the ones who won’t steer you wrong, want you to do weird things! The very moment you need to trust them most is invariably the very moment they want you to do something that sounds about as smart as crossing the interstate on foot during rush hour. Are you kidding me?
You want me to do what? Let them have their way? Walk away from that person? Move to where now? Give up my own will? Aren’t you supposed to suggest this sort of thing on April Fool’s Day?
We see that all the time with God in the Bible:
Noah: “You want me to build a–what’d You call it? An ark, a big box–in my yard?”
Abraham: “You said we were gonna move move where again? Oh, wait–You didn’t say!”
Joseph: “You know, God, You gave me this dream awhile back, with the stars bowing and all that? I’m rotting in an Egyptian prison, Lord…this does NOT look like that dream!”
Or how about this one:
Hosea: “God, I think I must’ve misheard that last part, maybe some static on the line…I was sure You said for me to marry a prostitute, but that doesn’t make any sense at all…what did You really say?”
We haven’t even left the Old Testament yet!
And just to complicate matters, it seems the advice from those we shouldn’t trust sounds so rational! It helps us, makes us feel good. They compliment us and make us feel loved and cared for–but they can just as quickly leave, leeting us crash to the ground.
What do I do? How do I know who to trust? What about second chances?
I choose to trust. I will trust until that trust is broken. Then I will give second chances. You can’t live without trusting others. That’s no life. I will trust.
