Boy, when the Father sets out to teach you a lesson He doesn't play around. Several weeks ago He started teaching me about trust. About all the things in my life that show I don't trust Him to have the best in mind for me. I've learned that I have a tendency to push people away out of fear of being hurt instead of trusting Him to work in and through that relationship. I try to plan my life, thinking that if I plan, I can figure out what is best for me. I allow the enemy a foothold in my life by binding me in the chains of fear--all because I don't trust Him. Him who created the universe, who knew me before I was formed in the womb, and knew from the very beginning that He would die to save me, He who has already told me through His word that He will do things in my life that are better than anything I could ask or imagine. But I don't trust Him. Each day I wake up and before I can even put my feet on the ground I start trying to figure out what will be best for me that day. I don't allow His spirit to lead me because I am afraid of where it will take me, afraid of what it will require of me.
Ps 138.8
