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Trust. I have a lot of it in the abstract. I trust that Jesus meant what he said about the possibility of eternal life for us. I know intellectually that God also is there in the minutia of life; however, I try to solve or rather presolve a lot of potential problems rather than trust.
In August, I had a journey that started with a vacation and ended with exhibiting at a conference. The first part of the trip had a lot of moving parts--planes, shuttles, ferries, buses. I carefully plotted out plans B and C if any of those pieces fell apart. They didn't, not one. But when I got to the conference hotel, only one of the two boxes I'd sent ahead had made it. I had essentially no books to sell. I had to laugh--that, I had not planned for! But in some ways, it was a blessing. I had a lot of conversations with women who I doubt would have tarried to chat if I'd had a stack of books for sale.
In September, I was in Switzerland with a friend. We had three train connections of less than 15 minutes each. I hyperventilated a bit, I will confess. Then I reminded myself that in each case, another train would be there in an hour--and of what happened in August. It helped. Tight connections were made, and I wasn't a nervous wreck when we got to an alpine observation station nearly 8,000 feet high near Lucerne at the end of the trip.
Yep, I'm a slow learner. But God is a great, patient, loving teacher.
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