Every Friday I join a group of writers and we only write for five minutes. No edits. No revisions. Set the timer. Write. Stop. Publish. Join the fun and read more about Five Minute Friday here.
Today’s prompt is: TRY
Try it. I feel like I say that at every meal. Every time we sit down to eat anything, I’m saying….try it. It is funny what their tiny tastebuds deem worthy of good and bad. They all cried the other day when I made French toast with cooked strawberries and whipped cream. Because…well, the strawberries were cooked. Not raw. Not to mention I added sugar and cornstarch, so it was more like strawberry sugar sweetness. I rolled my eyes.
Try it. So many times I urge them to step out in faith and trust me as a mother. Trust me when I know what is good for them – maybe it won’t taste good, but maybe it will. Maybe it will be delicious. Maybe it won’t. But they tried it. Their little children hearts don’t see it, but I do.
When the words “try it” are uttered, really, it is “trust me.” Trust I know what is best. What is good. No matter how bitter – the sweet will come. Jesus says to my heart: try it. Try reaching out to that difficult person you don’t really understand. Try talking to the woman down the street who smokes on her porch. Try praying for the difficult relationship to heal. Try it. Trust Me.
Do I trust Him? If I’m stepping out in faith, I can try anything. I can reach across the street and around the world and touch the people who will live forever somewhere. That’s right. Relationships are hard. They hurt and are sometimes really bitter. But trust the One who holds your heart. Trust the One who reached out and touched you. And reach out to touch the one’s around you. They will spend eternity somewhere. Sometimes God will use our feeble efforts of trying for eternal purposes. Step out.