This post is a part of Five Minute Friday, a writing flash mob that happens every week when writers are prompted by a single word to write for 5 minutes without any major editing. Just raw thoughts and emotions. You can find out more and/or join the party here.
Trust has never been an easy thing for me. With the demise of my dating life several years back I was sure I would never be able to trust another man enough to place my heart in his hands again. Fast forward five years to today and I am quickly approaching the 3 month mark with a man who is more than I could have ever dared to wish for. What’s the difference? I could attribute my willingness to trust again to five years of time to heal, but that’s not it.
I have found that trust, like most other things in life, comes back to God. I trust in my God. I trust in my ability to accurately hear His voice. I trust that if my guy weren’t the one for me that God would tell me no, and trust me I know what His no sounds like. Yes is a little trickier to be sure of, but I am constantly checking in with Him to make sure I am still on the right path with my relationship. I believe that as long as I keep God in sight and keep listening for His voice that I can rest secure in the trust I have placed in my man.
The true test of trust in not as much about trusting in man as it is about trusting God and trusting yourself to hear His voice.
This post is a part of my October write 31 days series. You can view the rest of the posts in this series here.