Trust

Daddy gone. Mama going. It causes me to stop and consider what lies before me compared to what has recently passed. Once again, I dig my heels in and refuse to walk quietly beside my Savior as He leads me down a path that represents so much pain and loss...With my feeble, human mind it makes no sense, has no hint of fairness that He would allow me to have to face this again so soon. No amount of "good results" from lessons learned or personal growth can ease my desire to run far enough away that I will be unaffected....Even as I determine I will not begin to grieve until there is reason , my mind and heart begin to ache, alter and shut down. I make preparations for "when the time comes..." It is so difficult to turn to Him and rest. This is the time to trust. "Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus...O for grace to trust Him more...."