As we drove through the ice storm, I could tell my mom was afraid. She was behind the wheel and trying not to swerve into the wrong lane or into a ditch.
I was ten years old at the time, and let me tell you: I was not afraid. White-out conditions? Black ice? Who cares? (Nowadays I can't say I trust my mothers driving!)
Growing up without a father in the picture, all the paternal trust my little heart held was placed on my mama. I trusted her with every fiber of my being. When she was around worries did not exist. She ALWAYS knew what to do, she knew how to handle problems (ironically she is actually a huge worry-wart). As surely as the sun came up every morning and as surely as the apple fell from the tree- I knew with my mama's help everything would turn out alright in the end.
So. That snow on that dark icy road did not trouble my child-like heart. I thought to myself: "We'll get home". And we did.
This is a perfect reflection of how God wants us to trust Him. With child-like faith. Have you ever seen a little munchkin hide behind their daddy's legs when a stranger nears? Or run to their dad's arms and bury themselves into his strong hold? Children cling. They depend. They trust. Because their parents are their lifeline. God wants that from me. And you. Storm in life? Must be time to trust.
I have set the LORD always before me; because He is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken. (Psalm 16:8)