While driving my kids to a play date the other morning I was enjoying the chance to get lost in my thoughts. It's a somewhat windy road and I used to avoid driving it when possible because of the twists and turns and drops and speeding cars. There are a couple spots where if the oncoming traffic wasn't paying attention or was going faster than they should they would plow right into you, possibly pushing you off a pretty deep drop off. It got me thinking. Things have been a little rough in my life the this last year. People I trusted for decades have deceived me and left me heart broken. People I loved dearly left this world and I struggle with the guilt of what more I could have done. These events have put a kink in my trust. I worry that I'll never trust another man, I worry that I can't be trusted to care for the sick, I worry that the future I had planned is now out the window and I'm charting a new unknown course. Yet here I am trusting a complete stranger to not kill me and my children on this windy road. I don't know them. I don't know if they are responsible or trustworthy or 'a good person'. None of that really matters though. What I do know is that I have to trust them to do right in this moment. How much more should I be able to trust myself?! Being human and broken makes it hard to trust other broken humans, but I do know that I can lean on one who will never let me down...
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight." Proverbs 3:5-6 (NIV)