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What's next? (A question and a promise)

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Well, Lord, What's next? I don't understand what's going on. I have trouble hoping, praying , and believing when I can't predict the future. I think you might like it that way, because whenever you told the Israelites what would happen, they didn't believe you. And when you said "Follow me," they questioned everything you did. They had a trust problem. And so do I. Why don't I trust you more? You've proven your love by dying for me. You've verified your love by always meeting my needs. You've reminded me of your power by rescuing me,  even from my own messes. What's next?  What are you doing? You are setting up things for your glory and for my good. You are wooing souls, convicting hearts, forgiving sins. Your mercies never fail. You will never leave us alone . These are your promises. And I believe them, even when I can't figure anything out. This wouldn't be faith if I could. Thank you for listening to my questions and dir

Your questions are an act of faith

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  Here's a guest post (combo devotional and prayer!) from my friend Tracey Kelly. Psalm 62:8   Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before him; God is a refuge for us.   I often think that asking God hard questions is an act of unbelief in him. It feels like I don’t trust him if I admit that I don’t understand what he’s doing. But questions and trust are not opposites. I can be confused and trust him at the same time. I can bear heavy feelings, admit my doubt and fear, and still know that he is good. Bringing the ugly stuff to God is a bold act of faith . Our relationship is so authentic that it can carry the weight of hard things. If I didn’t go to God with the really hard stuff , what does that say about my relationship with him?   It matters who I run to when life is dark. It matters where I hide and where I look for light. My direction reveals the authority is in my life. What if true communion with Jesus looked like a heart poured out completely--a tota