The Importance of Trusting in God

By Christopher Lenart, a parishioner at Ss. Peter and Paul Parish, Naperville, who is posting once a month, every month, on this blog, writing about faith-related matters

Do you have trust? I mean do you have trust in God? Most of us would say, of course — sounding like we are not 100% positive. It is all right being not sure. Let’s face it. We are human beings who have flaws.

Christopher Lenart

On Good Friday, we have heard that Peter denied knowing Jesus three times, and Peter is the rock, which the church was built. So if Peter had doubts about Jesus, we can have doubts too. Right? We forgot one thing, and that is when the apostles were filled with the Holy Spirit, they were unstoppable. Didn’t we receive the Holy Spirit at our confirmation? I am pretty sure we did. I take it back: we did. So why don’t we have more trust in Him?

One reason that I think is that we don’t ask God for help. We convince ourselves that God is way out there in space, and He has no time to listen to us. God has billions and billions of people to listen to so He has no time to listen to us. We have forgotten one thing, and that God is more powerful than the fastest supercomputer today. So our thinking that He is too busy for us is dead.

We don’t trust a stranger as much as a person whom we know. Right? And how do we get to know someone? Oh, I know: by hanging out and talking to them. BINGO. Do we talk to God? You might be saying, “Well, I might if I remember to.” I know the feeling. If I talk to Him, I don’t hear His voice.

Our world is so noisy. We have emails to answer, texts coming in constantly; we need our music from the 80s and thousands of other things. So, we are running constantly, and that is no fault of our own, but people do need us. How do we talk to God? It might be just thanking Him for avoiding an accident or having something good happening. Next, you start to talk more with God, and that builds trust.

I have Cerebral Palsy and am nonverbal. I live on my own and that means, once my aide puts me to bed, I don’t have a way out of there until my assistant comes in the morning. Sometimes the person does not show up on time or does not come at all. I have a button on the wall by my bed for an emergency. When the person does not show up, I am literally praying to God to have somebody come and help me. He better hear me because nobody can hear me out in the hall from my bed. God is the only thing I have to get help. This year is my eighth year of living on my own, and God always provides help to me. I can tell you that it is really scary with feeling hopeless.

Do you see why God is not only for Sunday, but He is for every second of every day. We just need to trust in Him that He is with you always. Talk to Him like your closest friend. That is what He is, so let Him into your life.

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