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Trust Series Continues – Is Trust Shattered or Sacred?

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The Trust Series Continues:

Is Trust Shattered or Sacred? If you have not been reading along with us, I recommend you click the follow links and read the previous posts, otherwise, this post will not make sense:

The Easter 2017 Trust Series:

And there are links to the entire Trust Series at the bottom of the post so you can join us on learning about trust, why it is important, and how to grow healthy trust.

Ok, on to today’s story –

An Obsession

I have become obsessed with escaping the confines of this cave, and. . . you . . . and running to talk to Mary.

You are so conservative, cautious, and controlled. So spiritual, and trusting.

I on the other hand seek the truth. To accomplish that I want to talk to Mary and see what she says. If I were honest, I’m embarrassed we slunk away from the tomb that day. Do you realize that while we snuck back along the stream to the safety of the cave, Mary talked to Jesus?

Why didn’t we have the courage to stay?

Why don’t I have the courage to voice these things out loud to you?

Maybe I don’t trust you enough.

I certainly don’t trust myself.

And apparently, I don’t trust Jesus enough.

I know we prayed, but I still want to see Him for myself. And if I can’t, I want to talk to someone who did.

But even if I talk to her, I may not believe her.

What is wrong with me?

Why am I so confused?

I’m not afraid of facing the soldiers if Jesus is alive. But how am I supposed to find out?

You say pray and wait.

I say pray and act. And that is what I’m going to do. Somehow, I have to figure out a way to get out of here without anyone noticing. Especially you. Then I can find my way to where Mary and the others are hiding and get some answers.

Play It Cool

The women have started to prepare the evening meal. I’ll help so nothing seems unusual.

Taking an onion, I start to chop. Tears come as I contemplate how to get past the men at the mouth of the main cave. Maybe I can tell them I have to run to my house for something. Or I could tell them the truth and then laugh like it’s a joke. Yes, that’s what I’ll do.

As I finish chopping and pour the onion in the pot I say, “Oh my that was a strong onion, I can barely see through the tears. What else are we adding? Okay, can you hand me some please? Oh thank you. These are the fattest carrots I’ve ever seen. They should be delicious.”

We finish the preparations and the meal is left to simmer. I love how the aroma of the vegetables and herbs mix with the campfire smoke. It will take some time for the meal to be ready since we have to keep the fire small so the smoke doesn’t escape the cave and alert the soldiers to our whereabouts.

Everyone has gone back to their family areas in the cave and no one is paying attention to anyone else. Hum, rather than wait for the cover of darkness maybe now is the perfect time to make good my escape.

Let me think . . .

As I walk back to our little area I notice you are leaned up against the cave wall sound asleep. Yes! I can grab the water jug and use that as an excuse to go outside.

I can hear my heart in my ears and adrenaline courses through my veins. I’m ready to bolt, but I must appear calm on the outside. I take a deep breath to still my nerves and bend down to pick up the jug.

You moan.

I freeze.

You yawn, stretch, and lay down on your mat. In a moment you start to snore.

My strangle hold on the water jug relaxes a bit as I stand up, turn, and walk out of our chamber within the main cave.

Great! Instead of two men watching the front, there is a group of them. Two of them are talking at the same time, loudly. The others are standing around with their arms crossed, grinding their teeth. I can see their jaw muscles from here. Joseph, the one who told us about Mary Magdalene, stands a foot or two behind the group, with his feet apart and his fists are clinched.

I hug the edge of the cave and aim for the open space just to the right of the group.

Only a few more feet to go . . .

My head jerks their direction when a voice booms, “You there, what are you doing?”

My mouth goes dry and the pounding has turned to thunder in my ears as I hold up the water jug without a word.

The man turns back to the group and ignores me.

I walk by without a glance and step into the sunshine.

Under the Cloak of Daylight

It’s so bright after being in the cave I can’t see. But I don’t stop. I know the stream is ahead and to the left. After a few steps forward I turn and hope I’m headed in the right direction. My eyes adjust to the brightness as I step into the cool water. As I bend over to fill the jug I take the chance and look around me. No one. There is no one else there.

I stand up, and casually glance around again. My heart leaps. I think I can do this. I tuck the jug under my arm, and start down the stream. It runs from the quarry, down the canyon past the cave, all the way to the tunnels under Jerusalem. As long as no one is getting water, I should be able to get close to where Mary and the others are hiding.

I meander down the stream until out of sight of the cave, and stop to listen. The only sounds are the birds chirping and the leaves rustling in the breeze. I pick my way out of the stream and up the bank to the trail that leads into town. With a sigh I realize I have made good my escape. Now I have to get to Mary and talk to her, and then back here as quick and safe as possible.

With the water jug in one hand I grab my garments in the other so I don’t trip, and take off at a jog. But after a dozen strides I hear something and stop. Frozen, I hold my breath and listen.

Is that voices?

Continued. . .

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How Trust Effects Lives – Are You Ready To Grow Your Trust?

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Trust – Foundation Bedrock

Grow Your Trust

Welcome! Trust is the bedrock of all our relationships. Therefore, I’m glad you trusted me enough to come back! We’ve had a very busy month so I’m a bit late in posting this, but I’m excited to take us on our next step in learning about trust. It’s chilly here this morning so how about we grab a cup of something warm and pull up a chair for a visit.

By the way, it’s really nice to see you! I’m looking forward to your comments. That way we can have a two way communication and help each other grow!

In case you are just joining us on this look into trust, I hope you will go back and review these previous posts:  What Truly Matters in 2017  and  Why Trust Matters and How To Start Building Trust

Ok, here we go –

Please Walk With Me

The best way I can describe trust today is to have you take a mental walk with me.

Keep reading, but mentally let go and follow my words.  You are walking down a black dirt path on a lush green mountainside.  Grass and flowers are everywhere. Take a deep breath. Smell the flowers. And is that a hint of moss? Sure enough, there it is on the rocks along the path, and growing on the trees. Listen…can you hear the birds chirp peacefully the background? See the sunshine streaming through the tree branches. Pause a moment and watch the tiny golden specs of dust dance in the shaft of light.

It’s beautiful, peaceful, and calm.  The stream you hear rumbling in the background adds to the bliss. Enjoy that sound for a moment…..Okay, let’s walk again. Feel the cool breeze on your face. Don’t you love the fresh mountain air?

Oh look, there’s a deer! Her big soft eyes glisten as she watches you pass, then bong, bong, bong, bounds off.

Smiling you continue on the trail as it rounds a bend.

Gasp!

The world falls away as you teeter on the edge of a cliff! The river you heard is not off in the distance, but careening down the cliff into the gorge at your feet! You turn to go back just as the path caves off. There’s no going back. Your heart pounds as you scramble to keep your footing. Glancing back and forth you frantically look for an escape. You see a small sign near the edge of the drop off. Hit your knees and inch closer, holding your breath as the cold mist sprays your face.  You’re dizzy from the height as you creep up to the sign.  Grab it to keep your balance you read in bold black letters, “This is God.  Trust me, stand up and step out over the edge. The bridge is there.  I know it looks impossible, but trust me. Just go one small step at a time. I will take care of you.”

Trust Me?

Okay, come back to here an now.

How did that experience make you feel?  Did you get a little light headed?  Are your shoulders tense? Are you sweating?  Is your stomach in knots?  Were you holding your breath? Are you mad at me for making you experience that? If not, go back and read it again.

All the things you experienced as you teetered on the edge of that cliff are very normal reactions when you are in a situation where you have to trust God.

And honestly, a bridge materialize?  Like Indiana Jones?  Ha, sure!  Right?

But, once you learn to trust God, in every situation, yes, it’s just like that.

He will provide a way when there is no way.

I know you question that, but it’s true. He tells us in His history book/instructional manual, the Bible.

So how do we develop the skills and learn to trust Him when the going gets tough?

How do we apply those same skills to our daily lives?

Well, those are the topics of our next several posts!

I’ll be honest, it isn’t a “read it and suddenly you trust” manual. But we are going to discuss several techniques that will help you learn how to build healthy, growing, trust. And that trust will transcend your emotions and relationships, it will effect your spirituality.

So are you interested? If so please click here and subscribe so you don’t miss a single post! And you can trust me to never share you personal information with anyone.

And here is a link to our previous “Trust Series” post if you missed it”

Why Trust Matters

Have a Bless day my friend!

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Why Trust Matters In Our Lives in 2017 And How To Start Building Trust

Building Trust

Welcome!  We’re learning about trust today. So glad you joined us!

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Building Blocks

I invite you to grab a cup of your favorite beverage, pull up a chair, and let’s have a conversation.  And I hope this is a two way conversation, please.  The only way for that to happen is for you to share your thoughts with me in the comments section below.

Before we get started on “Trust”, have you read the earlier posts in our “What Truly Matters in 2017″? If not, I encourage you to read them as well. Just click on the following links to those posts”

Happy 2017!

What Truly Matters In 2017

Ok, on to trust –

Why does trust matter?

Let’s think about that some. Why does trust matter?

It matters because it is one of our foundation character traits that others are built on.  Without trust we cannot love. When trust is destroyed what does it do? It shatters a relationship.

And to love and be loved is at our very core. The center of our being. Even those of us who have sworn they will never love again.

Do you know why we do that?

Becuase we were hurt.

Why were we hurt?

Because someone broke our trust.

How To Trust

so how on earth do we learn to build trust?

In each other?

In ourselves?

Well, trust me, it ain’t easy.

It takes work, time, dedication, and practice.

Practice?

Yes, practice.

So first, let me ask you a question – who do you trust?

I hope you can think of at least two people you trust. If you have more than three or four you are a very lucky person. If you have 10 or more, we will address that in one of the upcoming posts so be sure to click on this link and SUBSCRIBE so you don’t miss that post!

And now –

Do You Trust God?

It was a simple question I started asking people a few months ago.

Many said yes.

Some gave me a blank stare. Eventually saying, “I don’t know.”

Several rolled their eyes and scoffed.

And a few gave me a flat out “No”.

The mixed responses didn’t surprise me, because, I’ve lived life both ways. That may surprise some of you, but it’s true. And one can only speak truth if they have looked at all sides of an issue or situation and have total understanding of it.

I’ve done that.

That’s why I can boldly make the following statements:

I trust God.

And –

Trusting God transforms lives.

I can say this with confidence because I’m living proof of it.

Child-like Trust

I was born into a “believing” family therefore, I had no choice but to go to church.  Every Sunday.

But going to church doesn’t make you a “believer”. It opens the door to hear about God, learn about Him and gain a basic understanding of what others think and say about Him. And to hear about His Son and how He died on the cross for us.

But being an independent sort, even as a child, I wasn’t that easy to sway.

My family lived out faith. We prayed over every meal. I said my prayers every night before bed. We read the Bible. And I heard all about how I had to accept Jesus as my Savior or. . . I was going to Hell.

At the ripe old age of 9, sitting in children’s choir, I decided it was time to tell God I believed in Him. I had to climb over an entire row of children and make my way to the front of the church to tell the pastor I wanted to accept God, and His Son, Jesus, as my Savior.

Thankfully, God never gave up on that little girl who have no idea what she was doing. It took all of my 45+ years of believing, turning my back on that belief, and experiencing life without “faith”, and coming back to that faith to learn just how little I know, and how deep God’s love for me really is.

Not Trusting

Not trusting God transforms lives almost as much as trusting and having faith. We all struggle, even those of us that have developed a deep and abiding trust in God.  We are human.  So we struggle at times.

And the most beautiful thing is, God knows we do. And He meets us right where we are.  He comes to us when we are running scared, shaking, and hiding from the world.  He comes to us when there is no light.  When we have given up. He’s there. He’s the one that carry’s us in those dark and painful times of walking away from Him, rather than to Him.

He is quietly there, waiting patiently, smiling as a parent watching a child struggling with a “Me Do It” moment.

And trust me when I say this, I’ve had many “me do it” moments!

There are so many things I wish I could explain to you.  So many feelings in my heart right now.  I completely understand how we can doubt God.  Because I’ve been there, done that, bought the t-shirt. Trust takes courage.  Tons of it at times.  Far more that is humanly possible.  Faith takes, other worldly, courage.

And that is what we will be discussing in our next post!

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