Trust

I am trying something new today. The Gypsy Mama does a Five-Minute Friday. She gives a topic, bloggers write for five minutes flat, no editing, no backtracking, no over-thinking. Just write, get in there and get it done, five minutes only. Then, the writers link up, compare what they wrote and connect with others who have written the same topic. Sounds like fun, wanted to try it.

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Today's topic, Trust. Here is what I wrote.

Trust

Trust is like patience. Haven't I learned that already! We've been through this before. OK, how do I trust more, more deeply, more fully?

Like a child.

Not thinking about what is for dinner or where the money will come from or how I'll figure out this relationship problem.

A child. Plays. Enjoys. Fills the afternoon with trucks and mud and shovels and fresh air, and the only whining would be when he has to wash his hands and come in. Because it is getting dark and dinner will be on the table soon.

Not whining. That's the expression of trust. A happy peace, a complete calm, a full heart.

Confidence. That it is the right thing, in the right place, at the right time.

Trust.

(This is a sketch my friend Jane did, years ago, when our backyard was covered with Tonka trucks, dirt and little boys.)