This is the trusting ground.

Do I trust

You have

the best

intentions

for me?

Do I trust

Your ways

are higher than mine?

Perfectly designed?

Full of good?

I step onto

the trusting ground.

I can’t see ahead from here.

Not more than a few feet.

But there is

a million miles

up.

 

 

So I fix my eyes

there.

Where the cross stands

victorious.

Where Jesus reigns

in his unbound glory.

Where Holy Spirit

pours out comfort and joy.

Where God is enthroned

and all the worries of this world

can’t touch

His unshakeable kingdom.

And all of that victory,

all that glory,

all that comfort, joy,

goodness,

is falling down

on me

right where I am

if I just

stay

on this

trusting ground.