Proverbs 3:5-12 (The Message)
5-12 Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don't try to figure out everything on your own.Listen for God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he's the one who will keep you on track.Don't assume that you know it all. Run to God! Run from evil!Your body will glow with health, your very bones will vibrate with life!Honor God with everything you own; give him the first and the best.Your barns will burst, your wine vats will brim over.But don't, dear friend, resent God's discipline; don't sulk under his loving correction.It's the child he loves that God corrects; a father's delight is behind all this.
I was praying about a situation that was really troubling me when the Holy Spirit whispered "do you trust me"? Well, I had to think just for a minute. I was certain that I loved God with all my heart, soul, and mind! Suddenly, like a flashback of my life I saw how He had always been there for me and protected me and my family. My answer was immediately "yes, I do trust you!" of course I trust you, why did I even hesitate.! This journey that I am on has taken me many places, and I have experienced many heartaches. Life is difficult to say the least, and as the scripture states above we must listen to Gods voice in everything and honor Him! The times when I did not listen were the hardest times of all. When we do listen and stand firm, we will be like the trees planted by the water, we will not wither because of the heat and we will continue to bear fruit. Our Father loves us with an unfailing love, He just wants us to trust Him, and if we will listen we will hear His voice. Blessings to you today!
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Hello,
I looked up the definition of Trust in the dictionary and it said this. A confident expectation of something! When you ask yourself if you trust God you should ask also if you have a confident expectation of Him to perform in your life.
I would like to share a story of trust. I, at one point, did not even believe in God. Well I guess I didn't want to believe in God. I was an angry child and must have made my parents crazy and wondering where they went wrong. I'm not quite sure what made me feel that way but I felt uncomfortable in my own skin. I was confused about life and confused at why we were even here. I felt hopeless. A number of bad things happened with me back then and I am not going to get into it but things got to the point where I had degraded so far that I had been contemplating suicide. As a last resort I went to my mother and confessed to her everything that was going on in my life and she shocked me by asking me if she could pray for me. Though I didn't believe in God I felt like I would take any kind of help I could get. After my mother's prayer for my life I felt slightly different....That same night I decided I would have my own little conversation with God where I expressed my anger towards the church and the idea of Him. After about 10 minutes of this I broke down and started to beg Him for forgiveness. Somewhere along the line during that conversation something happened.....God came to me and all of a sudden I knew He was real. A huge weight, that I had been living with so long that I didn't even realize that it was there, was lifted off of my chest. I was breathing in a way that I never had before. I felt stronger. I felt all of the pain that I had held inside just disappear. From that day forward I have been living for God and feel more free and happier than I had ever felt in my life.
It is obvious that I did not trust God but my mother did. My mother trusted that God would come into my life and take away my pain. It is hard for me to explain but she never even seemed fazed by all of the things I had told her. She simply looked at me lovingly and held my hand and asked God to intervene in my life. I am forever grateful for her faith and for God's loyalty to her. If she did not trust God I quite possibly could be dead right now.
So never just say that you believe in God.......Be confident and expect that he will intervene and protect his children.
Sorry for the novel. I get a little carried away sometimes.
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