Fawn woke up early and felt the Lord putting these words on her heart.
Do you trust me?
This is the question the Spirit of God in me has asked over and over again. In big moments and small, I am challenged and invited to fully entrust myself, my loved ones, my hopes and dreams, my body, my plans to my Lord and Savior.
The question began when my faith was young. Looking back, I didn't yet recognize the voice of my Shepherd as I struggled to trust in His work for me. Over time and in my first year at Taylor University, I came to know that by trusting in Jesus' work on the cross, I had crossed from death to life. My salvation was not dependent on my goodness or lack there of. (Ephesians 2:8)
The next question grew and asked, will you still trust me, even in great loss? My life was happy and pretty free of suffering until my dad suddenly died in an accident. Not by my own strength or will, but as if God was proving my faith (I Peter 1:6-9), I discovered that, even in great loss, I could trust Him.
For years, the Spirit of God invited me to trust him with the size of our family. It is not as though I passed the "test" (if I can call it that) with flying colors. My own weakness and doubt were laid bare over and over again as I struggled to really trust and delight in God's plans for us. (Romans 12:1)
Currently, I'm marveling over these truths: Proverbs 16:9, Proverbs 3:5-6
When I look at the story of our lives, I am just in awe of God's plans unfolding. When I see just a glimpse of what God has done and is doing, I am so thankful for God's invitation to walk with Him and discover His story for our own lives. I am challenged to trust Him at every step and my heart cries out, "Oh for grace to trust Him more!"