That is how much money the person who used the ATM before me had left in the bank. They had withdrawn $40.00 and had essentially nothing left. So, I know that while this may have been a source of worry, anxiety and angst -- it wasn’t a source of security.
But what if I trusted Jesus like I only had $2.24 left in the world?
What if I trusted Him like I was sleeping on the streets or was going on 3 months without a job?
Instead of making those things my security net, what if underneath me was the Everlasting Arms?
What if I trusted Him like an orphan who has no idea of his culture or family background?
And instead, heaped all my future hope on Jesus?
What if I trusted Jesus more than philosophy or political justice or….?
What if I trusted Jesus more?
Whoever believes in Him will never be put to shame but have the light of life. Do I trust God?
Or rest (smugly) in my own opinions? To trust in something is let go of all other possible “saviors” and cling to the One you say you trust. I choose Jesus.
Come with me as we grow in fellowship with each other and our Savior to whom belongs the Amazing Escape from sin and death and the Amazing Journey into glorious life.