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I Put My Trust in God

 

Psalms 31:1

“(To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.) In thee, O LORD, do I put my trust; let me never be ashamed: deliver me in thy righteousness.”


If you have ever been unable to remember where you parked your car, you may know how frightening it can be.  This has happened to more than once over the years.    I was unnerved to put it mildly.


Last night I dreamed that I could not remember where I parked after attending a huge event. During the whole dream I was asking myself and others: “Where did I park my car?”


Whether the misplaced car, elusive keys or glasses forgotten on the top of my head, I do not like the feeling of exasperation.


  I have learned, therefore, to ask God to help me. “Lord show me where I put or left…” 

The big things, little things, important things,  I need the Lord to help me.


Like the psalmist, I acknowledge that I have put my trust in God.  I trust Him to deliver me and not let me be ashamed.


Trust in God helps us to move ahead without faltering.  Trust in God dispels our fears.


“I trust in God wherever I may be; upon the land or out on the rolling sea.  For come what may, from day to day.  My Heavenly Father watches over me.”


So, there may be times when distraction, plain old forgetfulness or hurried actions cause me to misplace things.    However, I have not misplaced my trust in God.


“For I know whom I have believed, and I am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day.”

2 Timothy 1:12b


God bless.

In Christ,

Sis. Stephanie



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