I didn't really think trusting God was a problem with me. I let go and let God every day. But, God has taught me some lessons that point out that all of us, well at least me, need to grow in trust all the time.
A few weeks ago, a Tuesday I believe because it was garbage day. Hubby had left before me in the morning and had asked that I take care of some of the trash bags around the house before I left. Having extra time is never something I have to worry about in the morning. I am always skating the edge, but I am hardly ever late, usually right on time.
Anyway, I rushed out some trash and then finished my primping and noticed that the cross and Miraculous Medal I wear were missing. I walked all the way upstairs to see if they were in their place on the dresser. They weren't. I flew my eyes around the house to no avail. The only thing I could think of was that I might have put them in the trash while collecting the bags. That sat in the heat at the curb, full of smelly garbage.
I had a dilemma--go though the trash and be late to work, take the trash away from the curb and sort through it that evening and make hubby angry, or let it go. My inclination was one or two. But, I heard Jesus ask, "Do you trust me? Are you willing to let it go for Me?"
After a moment's hesitation, I answered, "Yes, Lord, I trust in You. If the necklace is gone, it is Your Will, and if it turns up later, we will have a laugh together. But, yes, Lord, I trust in You."
I went to school and came home late that evening. When I found my little cross and medal sitting beside my computer I had a laugh with Jesus. Yes, Lord, I trust in You.