LORD: On this misty, rainy morning I sit here at the lake under the pavilion, pondering what it means to really trust You. It's been on my mind a lot lately. . So many changes Things happening I never expected, Things I couldn't control. Life feeling like it's upside down. Such a mystery - this thing called trust and the peace I am supposed to feel when I trust you. Sometimes I feel "peace," but feeling good when I see a way through seems more like trusting my resourcefulness than trusting You. I suspect true peace is more like when I can't see knowing You are in the chaos knowing it might not "turn out all right" at least according to me. It's the knowing You are patient with me as I work toward a place of trust. This morning,as I sit here, the breeze blows from the North bringing with it the fragrance from an early summer flowering tree. Going over to take a close-up picture, the scent grows stronger as I walk through the wet grass and the misty rain. I see the cream-colored flowers against the dark green foliage. I touch the delicate petals. My senses are overwhelmed and soon it's all I am thinking about . . . cream-colored, dark-green fragrant beauty. And I hear You say, Stay close to me, Let me overwhelm your senses. Stay away from the fray. Stop trying to figure it out. Your peace does not depend on "good news," things going the way you want or think you need them to go. Yes, Lord. I'll need your help. It's hard to live "in between" the problem and Your solution. I guess that's the whole point, isn't it God? Trust when I can see probably isn't trust at all.