Though he slay me, yet will I trust him.
—Job 13:15
Trust isn’t tested in the church pew, it’s tested in battle. It’s tested when the night is dark, and cold, and lonely. It’s tested when loss is devastating and answers elusive.
Jesus knows the helplessness and desertion you feel when your world is falling apart. He knows how it feels to pray and wonder if you’re being heard. His garden prayer—“if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me”—was answered by silence. “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” he cried. Yet, with his final breath he declared his trust: “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.”
Three days later God honored that trust with a spine-tingling, heart-stirring, world-changing Sunday.
He rewards trust that persists
through trials and tears.