My son has an inquisitive mind. He asks questions all day long and his obsession to know answers is both equally challenging and frustrating all at the same time.
I try to oblige, truly I do. But my wealth of knowledge fails me in its limitations.
There comes a point in every conversation where I find myself saying, “You know what little buddy, don’t worry about those kinds of complicated things right now. One day it’ll all make sense. Trust me.”
Isn’t that such a reflection of how we handle our own seasons of wait?
We present questions.
We won’t take no for an answer.
We can’t handle not knowing.
We pray, we plead, we persist.
We ask, we ask, and we ask some more, all in hopes of understanding the process and trying so hard to grasp the bigger picture. But all He wants us to understand is this: “Don’t worry about those kinds of complicated things right now. One day it’ll all make sense. Trust me.”
Here is one of my favorite verses for when the mind gets going.
”Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?” -Matthew 6:26-27
In other words, God is saying: “Trust me!”
Trust My heart.
Trust My bigger plan.
Trust My timing.
