I don't remember why I was there that day or even when it really was, but I clearly remember the moment. I was hiking up the side of Indianhead. I was only about a third of the way up and had run into a fence. Everything in my head said turn around, but my sense of adventure got the best of me. I took off my backpack, threw it over the other side and carefully hopped the barbed wire fence. As I picked up my bag, I saw it. It was there, on the side of the path, inconspicuous enough, hidden underneath a small rock, and yet I noticed it.
I bent down and rolled the rock off of it. It was a piece of paper. Disappointment invaded and all my imaginative thoughts of finding some lost buried treasure quickly faded. But then, I turned it over.
After catching my breath, tears began to well in my eyes. On this small plain piece of paper, someone had scrawled a word. "TRUST." I rubbed the dirt off and held my treasure close. This wasn't just some piece of paper. This was a message from the King to his beloved daughter.
See, I had been praying about situations in my life the entire way up that hill. I had been pouring my heart out to God and desperately listening for an answer. He knew that I was going to hike that day and knew that that piece of paper would catch my eye. He knew that I would be searching for an answer, and he provided it.
I learned a lot from that little word and am still learning from it. It's a promise that when I'm struggling and when you are struggling, God is there. He may not write out every answer to every question on a piece of paper, but he always answers and he always works for the good of those who love him and are called according to his purpose. We just have to trust him.
Training camp is in one week. As fears, doubts and anxieties begin to rise, I find myself resting on the word that God gave to me that day. Trusting that I'm where I'm supposed to be and knowing that he will carry me through.
"The Lord is my strength and shield. I trust him with all my heart. He helps me, and my heart is filled with joy. I burst out in songs of thanksgiving." Psalm 28:7
Please be praying for me, that I might jump fully into what God has for me, trusting that he will catch me, even if I'm vulnerable and unable to see what's beneath me. -Lauren
