- Phantom of the Opera
I always thought “trust me” was a demand. That I had to continuously pour myself empty to trust God. That He was waiting for me to break myself so that He could sweep in and save the day. That I was destined for a life that was raw and uncomfortable and I just had to “trust him.”
I’m learning, now, that it’s a promise. Life is going to break me. Things out of my control are going to pull me under. Heartache will find me. I don’t have to force myself into those places. They come and go as they please. And, when they do, He’ll be there. He is the trustworthy good refuge that I need.
He tells us to trust Him because He is trustworthy. Not because we have to.
If I could just get that.
He speaks because He is. Not because I have to.
Entangle these twisted thoughts in me, O LORD.
Make them right.
I can no longer breathe in the air I’ve been sucking