Originally published Monday, 16 September 2013.
Growing up, I was not a child that asked "why" a lot. I didn't need to know why the sky was blue or if we were there yet or what made the thunder so loud. I was content to be a kid, content to laugh, to play---to simply enjoy life.
As a grown-up however, I have turned into an expert inquisitor. It's a skill I wish I wasn't so good at.
While I may not always verbalize my questions, you better believe my mind is constantly asking them. Questions such as "How am I going to do this?," "Wonder if they thought that was stupid?," and "Am I enough ... pretty enough, smart enough, talented enough ... ?"
I need to trust God like I trusted my parents when I was five years old. There was no need for me to question because I knew they had things under control and I didn't need to be concerned with any of it; I didn't need to be worried because I knew they would watch over me. They would take care of things.
Even more so, God promised that He would take care of things, that He would work all things out for good for those who love Him. (Romans 8:28) And while I do trust God, how quickly I forget His truths.
How quickly I forget that with Him I can do all things. (Phillippians 4:13)
How quickly I forget that it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks about me as long as I'm following Him. (Luke 9:23)
How quickly I forget that I am enough because I am His. (John 1:12)
May I always remember and be reminded continually of His promises.