Trust God and take one day at a time.

Recently on the wild world of dating apps I got asked ‘whats the best piece of advice you’ve ever gotten?’

The above was my response - “Trust God, and take one day at a time.”

A nice simple little opener, right? Cue the response of ‘what about when life is really hard?”

And it has made me think about trusting the character of God. The goodness of God.

The regularly quoted verse about God’s ways not being our ways, and his thoughts not like ours.

It feels a little trite, right? A non-explanation that brushes your pain or hurt and life under the rug.

But I don’t think it is.

It’s about God seeing the whole picture, the beginning of time to the end of time. Everything all at once and knowing it all together in one giant painting…like those hanging in London gallery’s that go on forever.

And also; God knowing the depth of the worst pain, the worst moment and sitting with us in those moments. Holding us in those moments, where no amount of light seems to shine through.

I think if anything, the last 10 years of my life have taught me that life is hard. All aspects of it can be hard. And the only thing I managed to hold onto, and most of the time just with my fingertips, is God’s goodness.

2024 was the year I was meant to buy my first home. I found one, a pretty little flat with enough projects for me to do to make it my own, and the ever elusive outdoor space so rare in the price range. Only after one offer accepted and eight months of waiting, it all ended. No moving date, money seemingly down the drain and the kindness of friends and their spare rooms as I figure out what is next.

No, it isn’t the stuff of pure darkness, the worst of the worst…but it hasn’t been easy. There is no easy way to feel like you don’t have a home, or to watch a life dreamed of not come to be.

But, there is the future. Whatever it may hold. One where I know in the grand scheme of the universe God is Good. And I can take it one day at a time, and see what comes to be.

Maybe 2025 will be the year I buy my first home. Or, something else will happen.

We don’t know. And, sometimes, this is the best way to be.

When I sit on the floor with tears in my eyes, my type A brain wanting a plan and schedule and all the answers….sitting and saying ‘God this is hard, I don’t like hard’ - and feeling the peace surround me - the same way I do when my parents show up in a crisis- I know. I know it is better to trust God and take it one day at a time. To become like a child, confident her parent will look after her each day, only thinking about the next thing she can play with.

R,