Trust and Obey
It’s the phrase I haven’t been able to get out of my head for the past few months. The snippet of the old hymn, “Trust and obey, for there’s no other way to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.”
Then the Lord whispered to my heart to attend a Bible study my friend leads, long before I knew the study she had picked. Walking with God in the Desert by Ray Vander Laan. It’s all about how times in the desert of our lives teach us to trust . . . and obey.
It wasn’t that I haven’t learned this lesson through the years. I trust and obey to a far greater degree than I used to. But there are always deeper depths to which our roots can dig down and find untapped sources of sustenance And I guess that’s what the Lord is telling me now. Trust and obey. In the good times. In the hard times. When I hear His voice. When He seems silent. When I’m in the wilderness. When I’m in the Promised Land.
Trust and obey. I obey because I trust. The action that proves the faith. And I trust because He has proved Himself trustworthy. When I remember the past, I see it so clearly. And yet, I still waver. Is that really the Lord’s voice or my own? I confess, I seldom disregard that whisper in my heart out of rebellion. When I find myself fearing to obey, it is usually because I’ve convinced myself it isn’t really God. It’s me. And I don’t want to go my own way. Yet I learn to trust again because God continues to confirm His words in my ear, continues to receive my repentance for not trusting that I recognize His voice, even after all this time.
Trust and obey. It’s the phrase I want to characterize every facet of my life. For there really is no other way to walk in the peace and contentment Jesus promises to those who are His. And I want that. Don’t you?