God is faithful. I know this. It’s not hard for me to believe as truth. My struggle doesn’t come from knowing God’s faithfulness. My struggle comes from trusting that goodness when I can’t see it.
I am human and therefore flawed. I want control and want to make my own decisions. When I don’t see a response to prayer or I don’t feel His presence, I want to take matters into my own hands. Patience was never a gift I embraced well and it seems I still don’t. In this season of life, I’m trying to be patient; to be still.