A wise and seasoned mentor of mine told me this week, "God has you in this place right now to teach you to trust Him completely.  As I look back at my life, I can see that you are in a perfect position to learn this lesson."  Though I knew she was right, I was humbled.  Haven't I already learned that?  I mean, isn't that the first lesson you learn on this journey of life with Christ?  Aren't "have faith" and "trust God" cliches I heard over and over again in my junior high girls' Bible classes?  What I am doing here some 14 years later trying to grasp this same subject? 

Do you ever wonder why anyone struggles with faith when proof of God is all around?  Or why we beg God for a sign when He's given us His Word?  Or why I'm sitting here like a cry baby, so upset that not everything in life is going my way - when God has blessed me with more than I could ever ask or even imagine? 

Andy Gullahorn, on his new CD "Room to Breathe", says all of this much better than I:

I’ve never seen a dead man come to life

or seen a blind man get his sight.

I’ve never seen water turned to wine.

It isn’t that I don’t believe

but it would be easier for me

if you would just send down a sign.

I remember the childlike innocence.

A faith with no coincidence.

The world around was living proof.

Has that world just disappeared

or is it me that isn’t clear

how to recognize its you.

I’m praying for a miracle

to let me know you’re listening.

Waiting for a lightning bolt to strike.

Walking through a garden of a thousand burning bushes

looking up to heaven for a sign.

I walk through the water and the waves

looking for a drop of rain

but you’re still not coming through.

Maybe its new eyes that I need

or maybe it takes more faith to see

I’m drowning in the truth.