Desperate Trust!

Job 13:15 Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.

This is one of Job’s most famous sayings. He was willing to trust God in the good times and in the bad times. Sometimes things are going good, they are going our way. In these times it is easy to say that we love God and to trust Him. But let things start going wrong. Let life begin to fall apart and it seems that our faith begins to crumble.

Job said, even if God kills me I am going to trust Him. I am going to do right no matter what happens to me.

I want to mature and grow in Christ to this point. Things do not always go right. We get falsely accused and gossiped about. We make mistakes that bring about horrible consequences. The economy can take a turn and we think that thing are going wrong because God is not treating us right.

When something good happens we figure we had it coming. We earned it and we deserved it. When things go wrong we blame God. We would have to admit that when things are going good we are even slow to say thank you to God but quick to get upset and blame God when things go wrong.

I want to be like Job. I want to say to God and to you that I love Him and that He can do or allow anything to happen in my life and I am going to love and serve Him.

Full commitment leads to full trust. Believing that God will do only what is best for me even though for the moment what is happening is hard.

I am afraid that I have been guilty of trying to use God. I want to manipulate Him into loving me and doing for me and making me a success. Of course it doesn’t work but then I feel like I have every right to get bitter or have an attitude with God.

He has a will for my life. I want to be in it trusting Him to do what is best. I often need breaking. I often need His discipline. I often need the hard times to get me to do the right thing. I want to pray the old hymn today and hope you will do the same with me.

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Thou art the Potter, I am the clay.
Mold me and make me after Thy will,
While I am waiting, yielded and still.

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Search me and try me, Master, today!
Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now,
As in Thy presence humbly I bow.

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Wounded and weary, help me, I pray!
Power, all power, surely is Thine!
Touch me and heal me, Savior divine.

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Hold o’er my being absolute sway!
Fill with Thy Spirit ’till all shall see
Christ only, always, living in me.

Words: Ad­e­laide A. Poll­ard, 1907. Pol­lard be­lieved the Lord want­ed her in Af­ri­ca as a mis­sion­a­ry, but she was un­a­ble to raise funds to go. In an un­cer­tain state of mind, she at­tend­ed a pray­er meet­ing, where she heard an el­der­ly wo­man pray, “It’s all right, Lord. It does­n’t mat­ter what You bring in­to our lives, just have Your own way with us.” At home that night, much en­cour­aged, she wrote this hymn.


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