Trust.
It seems like I’m forever learning this lesson.
Every time I think I have everything under control, that’s when something shifts in my life and I’m reminded once again how I so don’t.
It’s like when my family went show shoeing in January. Our boys were gung-ho right out of the gate. They went sprinting down the hill while the rest of us paced ourselves. I looked over at my husband and lovingly joked, “Conserve your energy cause you know you’ll be carrying them up this hill.”
Kids don’t want to be carried because they’re “big kids”. But when their little legs get tired, they always come running back.
Isn’t this exactly how it should be?
Chris and I want our boys to come running back to us.
We want them to need us.
We want them to have zero hesitation in reaching out to us for help.
Trust is an easy formula for kids because they have no hesitations in needing help.
But why can’t trust be as easy for us adults?
We don’t want to be carried because we’re “big kids” and we can handle everything on our own.
We’re strong.
We’re steady.
We’re capable.
But when we get tired, instead of humbly asking for His help, we get frustrated with ourselves over our inability to figure it out on our own. All the while God is saying, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”
He wants us to come running back.
He wants us to need him.
He wants us to move past the hesitations in reaching out for help.
Perhaps we shouldn’t think of trust as a lesson to be learned, but rather as air we breathe.
We inhale our trust in Him and exhale our confidence through Him.
Then I said to you, “Do not be terrified; do not be afraid of them. The Lord your God, who is going before you, will fight for you, as he did for you in Egypt, before your very eyes, and in the wilderness. There you saw how the Lord your God carried you, as a father carries his son, all the way you went until you reached this place.” –Deuteronomy 1:29-31
