Saturday, July 18, 2015

#15 Who Can You Trust?

Have you ever struggled with trust; trusting others? even trusting yourself, your own thinking, your own judgement for your walk in life? I sure have.

Trust. What is trust?  According to Merriam-Webster Dictionary, trust is a noun, meaning belief that someone or something is reliable, good, honest, effective, etc.

1a. Assured reliance on the character, ability, strength, or truth of someone or something.
1b. One in which confidence is placed.
2a. Dependence on something future or contingent; hope.
5a. (1) A charge or duty imposed in faith or confidence or as a condition of some relationship.
5a. (2) Something committed or entrusted to one to be used or cared for in the interest of another.
5c. Care, custody.
Some applicable synonyms: confidence, credence, faith, stock.
  
Is there anyone or anything that can be trusted to the fullest extent as defined by Merriam-Webster’s dictionary?  I believe we all fail at some point; fall short.  If you look at reliable, how many times have you been late or forgotten an appointment or promise you made?

How about good?  Who is really good; the person that gives money to the poor? How about the person that pays all their bills or keeps all their commitments?  Haven’t you had bad thoughts? Haven’t you judged people without knowing the whole story and come to find out later that you were wrong and thank goodness you didn’t say it out loud to anyone?

I find that little children can be very honest.  They say the cutest things and sometimes they are brutally perceptive. They have no boundaries or filters so they say what’s on their minds or say what they see. I had a cup of coffee at home one morning. I did not brush my teeth or use a mint before getting to work.  I was working with my autistic student, showing him how to say a word that started with the “th” sound. As I blew through my teeth and air made its way to him, he turned his head and placed his hand over his nose. “Well!” I said to myself. But I can trust that child to make sure I knew I need to take care of that coffee breath. I have, since then, kept mints in my pocket, in my car, in my purse, and in my backpack.

I don’t know if I would appreciate an adult telling me my breath is unpleasant, though I would rather know so that I am not inflicting odorous pain on people. But then can I trust the motives of someone who seems to want to help me but then I find that my feelings are obviously hurt?

As a human race, we cannot be trusted, as the word trust is described in the dictionary. We are not 100% reliable, good, or honest. Our actions may have secret motives that are self-seeking. Our actions may be of the “pat me on the back” kind, not humble and not selfless.  We can be trusted one day, but not the next. Our out-of-control emotions may dictate whether we can be trusted to follow through on a commitment made in the heat of the moment.

There is only one that can be trusted to the complete full meaning of trust and is worthy of our trust, and that is God.  When we live like Jesus lived, full of the Holy Spirit, we can know where we are going in this life. We know that God will not lead us astray and that He can be trusted with our lives. Proverbs 3:5-6 says, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight.”

God doesn’t abandon us. When life strikes us down; when others fail us; when we have wronged those that we care about, He is good. He can be trusted to help us when we cry out to Him. Psalm 9:10 says “Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek You.” And Psalm 22:8 says “He trusts in the Lord,” they say, “let the Lord rescue him. Let Him deliver him, since he delights in Him.”

I see good people, who I have trusted and cared about, make a turn down the wrong road in life. Their reasons for turning away from the Lord are weak and disappointing.  I am saddened when a marriage of over 30 years is going down the road of destruction because of pride; when a relationship that is unequally tied together because personal feelings are more important than what God says is right; when substance abuse is acceptable because God cannot relieve the pain or change the circumstances; or when children are being exposed to an inappropriate lifestyle because parents do not want to accept that there is a better way. There is so much pain and hurt in the world; more than what I have experienced all around me. All I have to do is turn on the news and there it is; pain.

Can you trust others?  Sure, you can. But you must trust God above all others because people will fail you. Is it God’s fault when you are betrayed? No, it’s the fault of the person who broke that trust. They have free will to do as they want, including breaking your heart. The unselfish response is to forgive, just as God has forgiven you. 
We all need prayer. We all need forgiveness. 

Heavenly God, only You can be trusted. We cannot trust ourselves. We are corrupt in our hearts. We need You to forgive us, to restore us, and to put us on the right path of righteous living.  We need Jesus as our Savior.  Without Him, we are lost, we fail. With Jesus, we can have hope to move from a darkened state of living, to living and walking in the light. Lord, You can rescue us from ourselves. Change us, Holy Spirit. Help us to trust You with our lives. When we fall, You are faithful and trustworthy to pick us up again and move us from condemnation to fellowship with You. Lord, strengthen our faith in You, to trust you for all our needs, physical, emotional, financial, and mostly spiritual.

Psalm 143:8 “Let the morning bring me word of Your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in You. Show me the way I should go, for to You I entrust my life.”

The song Oceans, speaks about when the oceans rise or when life becomes difficult, when our feet fail because of where we walk, we can call on the Lord and He is faithful to rescue us. 







Friday, July 3, 2015

#14 Happy Heavenersary

Did anyone see the movie "Still Alice" about a woman's battle with Alzheimer's or did anyone see the Glen Campbell documentary, “I’ll Be Me” about his journey with Alzheimer’s?  Well, I watched them and of course, I cried.  My beloved husband had early onset dementia and went to be with the Lord on July 15, 2012.  This documentary aired on Edry’s anniversary month. Sometimes I wonder why I watch stuff like that.  I know I’m going to cry, but I do it anyway.  I think my biggest reason is that I don’t want to forget, for one minute, how much Edry suffered; how we all suffered with him and for him. “You have taken account of my wanderings; put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book?” Psalm 56:9

In watching Glen and his struggle, the struggle of his family, it takes me back to where Edry and I were 7 years ago. The pain of losing a loved one can take years to soften the pain.  I know that it has softened a little for me. I don’t get as emotional as I had the first 2 years.  Those first 2 years were gut-wrenching. I would lose my sense of stability at the mention of his name. I would look at his pictures and the waterfall would flood my pillows.  The desire to go hide would overtake my common sense. “For the mountains may depart and the hills be removed, but my steadfast love shall not depart from you, and my covenant of peace shall not be removed, says the Lord, who has compassion on you.” Isaiah 54:10

A full 3 years is upon me and I look back to recollect his journey with his illness, my own journey with my illness and being a widow. And I have to say that God has been faithful.  He has been faithful to see me through all of my darkest days. “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10

God has given me the ability and the strength to reach out, rather than wait for others to come to me.  People didn’t know how I was feeling. My speaking up and making myself visible was the only way I received comfort from others.  Staying in a little cocoon, crying, hurting, angry, and depressed only made me a scary person. But I enjoy the friendships of the sweet women in Christ that have stood by me these 3 years.  “Greater love has no one than this, that someone lays down his life for his friends.” John 15:13
 
So what’s changed in 3 years?  I don’t feel guilty having taken down and storing some of my pictures of Edry.  I don’t feel guilty that I don’t go to the cemetery as much as I had before.  I don’t feel so broken when others don’t talk about him or when they do. I can listen to love songs and think about how we used to dance, holding each other tight, rather than turn off the song. I went back to work, maybe not the same job I had, but I’m working. I volunteer at church rather than hide from everyone. I can laugh. I can have fun. I’ve gone on vacation. I’ve traveled. I can talk to the car mechanic myself. I sleep on Edry's side of the bed. I can eat at the table by myself. “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for wholeness and for evil, to give you a future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11

Some things I am still working on.  God is still working with me.  I am growing and I am glad that I’m growing; at the pace that God has set for me.  Some days are hard.  Anniversaries are the hardest. I want July 15 to come and go, but then I want the day to be so slow, just for me to meditate, cry, laugh, to remember all the details; if that makes any sense at all.  “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” Psalms 147:3


Honestly, I still don’t like being a widow, but if I had to be a widow, I am glad and proud that I am Edry’s widow. What a good man he was, he is (because he still exists). He made me look good. He gave me more credit than I deserved. And he showed me that to love Jesus is the most important part of living, more than any one person. So as Edry’s third anniversary approaches, I will thank God for the gift of marriage I was able to enjoy for 22 years. I will thank God for the good father he was to my children and to his own 2 children. He was a simple man with a lot of love to give. I am grateful that God showed me what I needed; a man that loved God above anyone or anything, so that I could follow his example.  Happy Heavenersary, Edry. Praise God that you are with your Forever Papi.

I seem to find songs that say what I'm feeling.