Maybe I’m a bit naïve.
(Hey, that’s better than cynical, right?)
Maybe I find the risk of trusting lower than the cost of suspecting.
Anyway, such is certainly the case if you’re my friend...
“Hey, can you do me a favor?”
Yes I can. And if I trust you, I won’t even ask what it is first. If it lies within my power (or anywhere near it) I want to serve you.
My girls are trusted. And by reflex I almost always answer them one way when asked:
“Hey, can you…”
“Anything for you, dear.”
Little words so often spoken they are almost playthings.
But one morning they strike me as carrying with them two powerful implications–
I trust you not to ask of me something I can’t give.
And I love you. So what I can give, is yours.
You’ve probably heard it said that it is a struggle to stand. That to live is to fight…
But I have wondered of late, if the agony of being torn between two opinions, one the violation of conscience, and the other the perceived violation of my rights to myself, isn’t a war I myself too often drag out long after it might have been won.
I wonder that when I look at the cross, see my Friend bleeding.
Hear Him whisper “Abba;” receive no reply.
I wonder because He’s the embodiment of Love. And what could be more trustworthy?
And I say I trust Him not to ask of me anything I can’t give.
And I love Him. So what I can give, is His…
So why doesn’t every morning start with
“Anything for You…”?
I don’t know. But this morning did.
We rein in after the eighth mile, and I’m satisfied.
Satisfied that my new pre-run stretching routine is worth more than an extra month of training.
Satisfied that if you’re going to have a good run, you need a good start.
And the best start is falling on my face before sunrise, telling Him in no uncertain terms:
I don’t know what You’ll ask of me today.
What You’ll ask me to surrender.
What You’ll ask me to make right.
But whatever it is, the answer is yes.
July 17, 2018 at 2:51 am
This was such a blessing..please continue to wrote as He leads 🙂 many blessings to you and your family