My (silly) Intro to Trust

On the day that I was born an important discovery was made. I was not a boy. My mother confessed to me later that she entertained the possibility that I had been switched at birth and her real child was somewhere else. All three of my sisters are blond, petite and fair skinned - I have the appearance of having been in the oven a mite too long. A healthy shock of dark hair, an olive tint to my skin and weighing in at a hefty eight pounds set me apart from the others. Yes, I was different than expected.
With this inauspicious beginning, I made my entrance into this world. Of course, the Lord had His plan all along. There was nothing extraordinary about my life - I grew up as many did in that era, eventually married, had a kid and yet, it was increasingly apparent that something was missing. It was only when I met Jesus face to face that the cavern inside was filled and I was forever sold out to being a Christ follower.
Fast forward to 2010: I'm playing Jonah. The Lord has given me an assignment and I'm trying to avoid going to my prayer closet to listen to His voice. Do I feel like Jonah, "O Lord, don't make me go to Ninevah - I might get tortured, mutilated or killed!" Do I understand Gideon's anxiety, "O Lord, I am so little - are you sure that I am a warrior?" Do I sympathize with Moses and his surely panicked state as he replies, "You want me to speak to WHO?" As the tears threaten to spill over and a cloud of foreboding settles upon me, my mind is distracted by wondering, "What will I be required to do now?" Then, I hear the gentle whisper of His voice questioning, "Don't you trust Me?" And I remember that I have an enemy that wants to keep me apart from the love of Christ.
Ah, the life of a Christ follower. Thank God that He invented laughter so that we can laugh at the face of the enemy and at ourselves later. What seemed so appalling at first glance actually turned out to be a great blessing. Yes, He does meet us where we are and He'll come to me today, with love, encouragement and mercy. So, why do I hesitate? Why do I run from an invitation to spend time with the King of Kings?
Good grief! It's not a root canal, it's being in the presence of the Creator of the Universe, the One who gave me life, the One who died for me and the Lover of my soul! He is the Almighty One! Yikes, I need to get ready! I better brush my teeth and comb my hair. Oops, too late. He's already seen me. Why hide? He never takes His eye from me and knows exactly what's in my heart. It's His heart to bless us. I'm coming Jesus!
Let me encourage you beloved, run to your prayer closet, pour your heart out to Him (He understands) and see what precious gift He has for you today.
"You are my refuge and my fortress, my God in whom I trust!"