Trust

The God of the universe who holds the stars in His hand
Knows all things
Sees all things
Is Everywhere

The fingerprint of His design marks the canvas of all creation
He knows my name
He knows my heart
He knows my need

His message of love is written with the ink of His grace across the pages of my life…
both the pages that are filled, and those yet to be written upon….
Grace in place before I even ask…

All of this so true, and yet I shudder to think of the many times I fail to approach His throne of grace, and seek the wisdom that I need…
He waits lovingly, longing for me to leave my burdens in His care
“Lay them down”… He whispers gently
Yet I march resolutely on, endeavoring to carry the full weight of
my burdens and leave my faith behind instead…

Even when I ask for the Spirit’s help, I treat Him as though He is at my disposal,
a tool in my hand to shape my world the way I see it… according to my plans,
instead of yielding humbly to His leading; submitting and surrendering
myself to His will, at His disposal, a tool in His hand to shape my world the way He sees it, according to His plan…

You see it’s all a matter of in whom I place my trust.

“Trust Me…”
But Lord I…

“Trust Me…”
But Lord….

“Trust Me…”
But….

“Trust Me.”

Lord… I surrender.