Trust Me, with everything

While much has been made of my physical experience while I was trapped in rubble after the Haiti earthquake (and it does make quite a story), I was also, at the same time, on a spiritual journey—a journey of trust.

My journey of trust in God under the rubble started with the basics: assessing my heart-relationship with my Father and reconciling what had become a lukewarm relationship—a far cry from what I knew it should be. I was grateful to find that God was ready to accept me back.

The climax of my journey with God came near the end of my underground adventure. Though rescuers had come and extracted others near me, at this point I had become convinced that they were not coming for me, that I had been forgotten. I was pretty sure that death was waiting for me under this hotel, and though I was comfortable that I would be crossing the threshold into heaven, I still worried for my family—what would life hold for them after my death? Would God take care of them? How could my death mean anything but pain for them? Could God be good, yet still allow this?

It was in this context that God told me to worship him. In Unshaken, I give an account of how wonderful, how intimate, how God-breathed that worship time was. And at the end, I received the unmistakeable message: Trust me, with everything.

So at that moment I did, perhaps for the first time so completely in my life, I did. I trusted him with my crisis. I trusted him with my rescue… or my death. I trusted him with my family, with or without me. And in that trust there was such peace!

As I’ve reflected on this amazing moment in my life, I have come to see how much this is the crux of it all. Trust. Do I trust God? When he tells me the path to true fulfillment, do I trust him enough to walk that path? Do I trust his priorities for my life, my time, my finances? Do I trust him enough to involve him in every single decision? Do I trust him enough to dedicate significant time in devotion with him? Do I trust him enough to be able to banish worry permanently from my life?

I wish I could say that now that I have had this profound experience, the trust issue has been forever solved. Sadly, I still worry about the stupidest things: what someone thinks about me, my ability to perform well or meet a deadline, finances, etc.

Thankfully, I know that my God is there, waiting in Grace, for me to worship him again, at which point he gently reminds me to trust him.

Comments

  1. Patricia says:

    Praying for you as you take this trip to Haiti!

  2. Brenda says:

    Thank you for sharing your wonderful story. What you have written in this post is so very true. Abandoning our will in the moment that we know we will lose everything if we don’t is the most freeing truth of all! God will bless us afterward with spiritual gifts we never dreamed of receiving because we finally abandoned our will and allowed His to take the forefront. We must daily remind ourselves to allow Him the driver’s seat (so to speak) and release our grip and our worry. Thank you so much for being God’s mouthpiece to the world!

  3. Lynnette says:

    Thank you so much for sharing. I needed to read your comments. I need a closer relationship with GOD: The King of Kings, The LORD of LORD’s. I don’t know why I don’t let him handle everything or trust him to handle everything. He holds the whole world in his hands and he created the world, so why am I not being logical and letting him take care of me?

  4. FELIX JENNINGS says:

    They that put their trust in God will never be put to shame, they are like Mount Zion which can never be shaken. They call on Him in the day of trouble and He delivers and they honour Him.

  5. Marilyn Stemen says:

    I saw the book at Walmart on Saturday,and I was drawn to it. Today is Monday and I have read it twice:). Dan’s experience provides a profound prespective on our faith, family and lives.The backstory of his wife’s depression and recovery is also compelling. I’ll be recommending it to friends