Sunday, January 30, 2011

Dear God,

Where does trust come from? How is it created? How does it grow and multiply? Does trust have no limit?

I know what it is to fail to trust. I know how fear can break down trust inch by deadly inch. I know how a person can literally crawl into a fetal ball without trust of any kind.

On the other spectacular hand, I have felt trust come to life in me after long periods of little or no trust. I have felt the tickle of trust building inside me rubbing up against my insides. I have observed others taking baby steps in learning to trust after years of defensive self protection. And I have experienced my own self take a flying leap in trust believing that trust comes as a divine gift.

Where does it begin in the human soul? Is there a repository of elements that come together making conditions right for trust to be birthed? Is the possibility for trust as close as a human breath?

This weekend retreatants lived out of a living well of trust, one that by its nature said, "I am not alone; God is with me." Last night I listened as trust sang her greatest song.

Deepen our well
of living water,
O God.
Keep your ladle
close by
that we
who are thirsty
for trust
can bring
our cups
for filling.

Gratefully, Andrea