I blame trust.
I leaned into it.
“Close the doors,” I prayed.
They opened wide.
If I had not trusted, things might be different.
There’s no way to know.
No way to know the rest of the story until the end.
Were the open doors a way of escape?
How will He put the pieces back together?
Because He will.
He said so.
And He can be trusted.
He can be.
He will do.
And there’s only one thing left.
I claim trust.
I lean into it.
It’s all I have.
Joining Lisa Jo for five free-flowing minutes on the word prompt trust.
Those who know your name trust in you, for you, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek you. ~Psalm 9:10