There was once a little girl who had no home. She had no one whom she could look up to, and no one loved her. That was when, on a cold November morning, a young lady came and spoke Words of Life to the little girl. At sixteen, the love that was lacking was suddenly filled. The father she never had was found. The homeless, fatherless little girl was now homebound and deeply loved by the one who gave His life to love her. Who the darkness left for dead, the light restored to life.
Everything. The weight was closing in on him. Everything he looked for seemed broken. There once was life in him, but that was months ago. He lost everything on that cool night in November – everything he thought was important. Now all that’s left is a memory of what was. What could have been. What would have been. It’s not this death that torments him: life came from that. It’s the worry and stress; the weight of everything. Everything he thought he trusted …
Trust. His trust is immeasurable. He does trust, but how much … ?
Failure! He’s failed. He’s failed the one he loves. He sees no way out. There’s the doubt that betrays the trust. It betrays the hope that all is not lost. All is not lost …
Failure it is not. Everything is not lost. Trust is not dead.
As his understanding of even the smallest things fades into nothingness, he learns of trust.
Three hours have gone by, nothing to show for it but a failure to understand.
Five days earlier: trust. Absolute confidence. Firm belief. It cannot be shaken. Trust. Learning to trust in the Lord with everything. Nothing held back. Complete abandonment. As if jumping off a cliff, a complete, total, secure, solid confidence that the Lord will be there. He collapses.
There he learns to trust. In everything, his trust is in the Lord.
Here are a few scriptures for this little story (or whatever you want to call it) …
Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take.
Let us hold tightly without wavering to the hope we affirm, for God can be trusted to keep his promise.
I could post many more, but I’ll leave that to you, the reader, to find.