Trust. A Weighty Thought

"The question that stopped me wasn't whether I can trust God. It was whether He can trust me."

When I was about ten, a friend used me to shoplift from a corner store, and the man he stole from, someone I thought was my friend too, never trusted me again. That was the end of it. I walked home that day understanding, for the first time, how much trust matters.

Years later the question came back around, but pointed the other way. Not whether I can trust God. Whether God can trust me.