Who Can We Trust?

Welcome to another week!

Do you have anything planned for the weekend? If not, stop by Fallowfield United Methodist Church’s yard sale between 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. this Saturday, April 30. Twelve tables are spoken for, and I’m sure there will be a wide variety of items to buy. Baked goods will be available, too. Now, if you read my column regularly you know Fallowfield has some fabulous bakers.

Don’t forget to vote on Tuesday, April 26. Brave soldiers serve in the Armed Forces to protect our freedom, including the precious right to vote. As you know, it’s the presidential primary, so it’s even more important than ever to cast your ballot. This is a crucial election. I hope you’ll ask God’s direction before voting.

Trust is a topic that’s been on my mind this week. I think we’re trained to trust or doubt as tiny children. It starts at home. Can we trust our parents will meet our physical and emotional needs? If we cry will Mom or Dad change our diapers? Feed us? As children, when we meet classmates, can we trust them with secrets or will they blab to others?

Young children are very forgiving, trusting people. When parents or friends mess up, they forgive and forget, provided it wasn’t something traumatizing.

But we learn somewhere along the way that we can’t always trust people. We may place our trust in the wrong people, maybe over and over, but we eventually we learn we can’t always trust people. They lie. We start to think there’s no one we can trust.

But there is someone we can always trust, someone who meets our needs, keeps our secrets, forgives and forgets, and never lies. Never.

Who in the world am I describing? Well, no one. I’m not describing someone in the world. I’m describing the God of the universe. He is the only one we can always trust.

God can always be trusted because he is incapable of lying. He never, ever breaks his promises. But trusting God takes faith.

Sometimes it’s easy to trust God. I’ve found it’s easier to trust God with big things than small. If I feel I have a measure of control over my circumstances I tend to think I can make it happen myself. So when I’m trying to, say, write an article, I might think I can do it without God’s help. But then I get all anxious and stress over every little detail. Only when I’m really worried do I ask God for help.

Now on the big things, such as when we bought our house and moved back to the Atlantic community, I felt total peace. I knew I had minimal control over the issue and that if it were God’s will he’d make it happen. And he did.

Trusting people is tough. Sometimes my kids come home with heartbreaking stories of friends’ betrayal. Their stories remind me of the pain of my friends’ betrayal when I was a kid.

But we can always trust in God. He won’t leave us or forsake us (Hebrews 13:5).

Have a wonderful week. Blessings!