Trust in Me.....

Have you ever got to the edge of your comfort zone and felt that it was the end of something major in your life?

Have you ever gotten so far away from your comfort that you have to give something up to get back there again?

This happened this week to me.

I went for a job interview up in Nottingham and was so nervous that two days before I was on the verge of breaking down.

Rachel will be my witness to this.

I didn't want to eat because I was to afraid that I would just throw it back up.

I was to nervous to even sit still.

I was already out of my comfort zone before even getting on the train to the interview.

This is how I knew that something would have to change in my life.


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Now I am a person who trusts.

I trust people to an extent, but if you break that trust then you really have to work to get back into my good books and be back on the trust ladder.

The longer you have been in my life and have been trustworthy the higher up the ladder you will be.

As I have been a Christian for around 9-10 years now, I always thought that God would be quite high up there near the top, along with Rachel, my family and my old dog Gilbert.

But to my surprise He wasn't up there.

He would of been around the half way mark.

Because I was willing to give Him certain things that I would trust Him with but with everything else I was happy to just cope with.

This job interview was one of those things that started with me trying to cope with..... and it left me in an emotional wreck.

So I went on a journey (a train journey and a spiritual journey as well) to God and back again really.

During the days leading up to the job interview I found myself crying out to God in almost every circumstance I was in.

There was a point that I almost broke down in McDonald's when the person by the till asked if I wanted to make my meal a large... partially because I thought that shouldn't even be a question and partially because I was fed up of making decisions on my own.

Whenever I seemed to make a decision it would some how come back and bite me.


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But God loves me.

When I don't talk to Him, when I do.

When I listen to Him and when I don't.

The difference is knowing how much more of a life I actually have when I involve God.

He blessed me and Rachel with a soon to be born son.

He has brought us together from across the ocean.

So why couldn't I trust Him more?

Pride.

I am man, I am the fixer, I don't need to stop to ask for directions.

But actually I do.

God loves me, you and everyone.

Just think about how much your more your life would be if you let God be involved.

God changed me from an emotional wreck to a confident man interviewing for a job.

I got the call back, thanks to God.

He never stops loving, and always believes in you.