LEARNING TO TRUST
By a Jenny Wren

Through earth's wilderness where Moses led
His people towards God's Promised Land
With God-given Manna, they were fully fed
Yet so much bickering was on every hand

Complaints, Complaints filled God's ear
So, He made them to wander, to and fro
Today we wander over the mountains near
Down into the valleys, of trials, we go

We stay in His face, while we're praying
For The things He knows we all need
Instead of trusting God, we ask for more
Like spoiled children we are full of greed

Will we ever learn to just simply trust?
For our every need to trust Him always
Know ye not, that our trust is a must
As struggling thru our wilderness days

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1 timothy 4; 4
4For everything God created is good,
and nothing is to be rejected if it is received
with thanksgiving,
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Jenny sat in the old car as she prayed for the Lord once again to protect her in driving,

She could hear her heart cry because of her unfeeling ways, in this pity party, as she sat there, for she had completely forgotten to thank God
for the many times he had watched over her in driving and she was truly upset with herself.

"Oh God, I am so Sorry.  Lord I have taken you for granted."
but suddenly she tried to blame God for all of it,

"I could not understand why you sent another old man for me, my brother, to take care for. Indeed he is but a man/child! A child that has been trapped in the body of an 85 year old man."  Then she smiled, knowing and thinking to herself, "Why, God has a real sense of humor!"
Then she tried for pity.
 
"You sent he has sent my brother Johnny, to care for him, when I had lost my husband just two weeks before." She was bawling by now,
all of her woes spilling out in blubbers to the Lord.
God unveiled my thinking and I suddenly realized, "I asked you not to, but here I am Lord, a few years later. Only now can I see this was the best thing that could have happened."

Finally I wiped my eyes and got the tears under control. I was shocked at my own words to God.

I had needed my brother John just as much as he had so desperately needed me. Lord you did give me the love and patience I asked you for, with him, and now it is good.

I sniffed hard and heaved a sigh, saying,
"I am so sorry. I have just been using you Lord. Please forgive me.”

I sat and cried my heart out to the Lord and He soothed me,
and better still, He forgave me.

Now, no matter what happens in my life, I know that the Lord will make some good come out of it somewhere, somehow. I finally had learned to trust my God. It had been a long time coming. I trusted Him and he has always cared for and taken care of me and my family.
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Jenny Wren looked back at the blessed life she had enjoyed, for over 73 years now, being able to help so many people through this world.

God has planted beautiful pearls inside of her mind and heart; to be shared with the world one by one as they were sent to her to share with others.

God always cared and always will.

"I step up, one more step, higher on the stairway of my life. That day, as I go through my wilderness days, here called living.

May I bless another in my writings of you, my Lord? "

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Dear Lord, I ask you to sink into the hearts of whoever reads this little excerpt from my stories I have been writing of my life, with you Lord, just bless them well, Lord, and make them know it is good to trust you my heavenly Father

Amen
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