Trust

We had some interesting weather last night. Not something new, or even unexpected, as the weathermen are sure to let you know of the slightest possibility of doom, weeks in advance.

No, just being woke up to the sound of a freight train running you down. 

I’ve been around a few tornados in my day and lots of bad weather. I am not saying it was a tornado, but from the sound of it and the banging of the hail on our windows, it seemed probable to me that a tornado was very near by. And the most delightful thing happened. In my mind’s voice I said “I will trust in the Lord to provide.” I sighed deeply, smiled and had not one worry. 

I say this not to gloat, only to marvel at the absolute transformation of what I was to what I am now. Which is still nothing, but I would not have had that response in the past. Which causes me to wonder, who or what do you trust? 

Since coming to the Lord and I say coming to, because I did not find the Lord, He found me. John 6:44 No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him. And I will raise him up on the last day. 

Before I accepted Christ and quit rebelling, I would have had a weather radio blaring out a warning, made sure I had my generator and chainsaw fueled up and a clear path to our cave, which we had in Kansas. A marvelously cool place, full of spiders, that liked to drip in heavy rain. But that’s where we went in those days, when I only trusted in myself. 

We find in Philippians 4:19 But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.

But there’s something you must do. You must have Faith. 

Hebrews 11:6 And without faith it is impossible to please him, for whoever would draw near to God must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who seek him. 

Faith which is trust in our Lord. Trust in the Lord to provide, and I do, much to my absolute amazement. From all the wind, thunder and lightning, hail and noise, we accepted the Lord would provide and keep us safe. Or he would take us home. A win win I call it. I understand people’s fear of death, but only if they have not accepted Christ. That truly would be a very frightening idea. 

We woke to a bit of damage to our tomato garden. Which to my wife’s idea, was a good thing. She’s come to the conclusion that tomatoes are a burden which she no longer enjoys. Oh well. As such, I make the offer to anybody to swing by and harvest our almost ripe tomatoes. And if you know anybody that needs a very nice pressure canner, I can make you a swell deal.