Trust

Photo by Mike Turany

My word for the year.

Trust.

This is not the first time God has impressed upon me that my word to focus on for the year is trust. Five years ago it was trust and, wow! Did God show me things!

All my problems stem from my inability to remember and to make the effort to trust God.

And praise Him.

Trust Jesus.

I automatically depend upon myself for everything, even to the point of playing out the day as I lay in bed, playing out the conversation in my head before I even meet the person, working out all the details weeks ahead of when I will actually need them.

I’m obsessive about it. And God showed me that when I have the anxiety begin in my chest, THAT is the time to stop thinking, stop planning, and look to Him. Take a breath. Smile. Say a prayer. Take a breath. Smile. Move slowly through the next few minutes, the next hour of my day – no matter where I am.

My lack of trust in God’s plan for every moment in my life is my biggest derailing factor. I trust – I praise – and the day goes well. I don’t trust and I end up with a migraine, fighting in my mind with people, resenting my situation, complaining about life.

So, it’s back to the beginning. Practice trust. Practice praise.

Lots and lots of practice.

 

I will trust You with my life, I will trust You with my life, through the highs, through the lows I will trust You with my life.

Let Your Name be glorified, let Your Name be glorified, through the highs, through the lows, I will trust You with my life.