I will trust this day.
I will trust what happens and the way it works out.
I will trust it comes to bless, and has no intention other than to hold me in its loving arms.
When I lose this trust my behaviour becomes most odd.
Sometimes I attempt to control situations and people or run around like a chicken in a panic.
Perhaps I fill my head with noise or my life with activity.
I may start the blame game with myself or others, become smug on my imaginary high ground or perhaps declare in loud despair: ‘It’s all going wrong, just like it always does!’
As I say, when I lose a sense of trust, my behaviour becomes most odd.
So I will trust today and all it brings.
For when it is so and the trust is strong,
All is quite perfect
And all is quite well.
