Trust Him

When it comes to trusting God, I remember a personal story of my brother-in-law. Allow me to share it with you exactly as it was written on his personal testimony file. It is a story of trusting God, letting go and let God…

“This was the same track that we traveled this afternoon”, I keep on telling myself as I try to find my way back to the camp.  I’m almost certain that I am on the right way.  The difference is that it is now dark and the cold air already replaced the hot summer breeze that I felt earlier.  It is our first night in this two-week-long map reading review exercises in this high, mountainous area of the forests of Norzagaray, Bulacan.  I didn’t know that there is such a place in this place known for its green plains and beautiful rivers.  I grew up Malolos, in the western part of Bulacan, North of Manila. As a kid, I would climb the tall coconut and mango trees.  Swimming in the rivers is also among my favorite past times whenever I don’t go fishing with my brother and my cousins who lived just few meters from our house.  These adventures became seldom when we entered high school and glimpses of our backyard became fewer when we entered college.

In college, I took up electronics engineering but was sidelined by my involvement in the ROTC as a Cadet Officer.  It was a childhood dream to join the army.  And after those long years of training, I joined the Army as a reserved officer.  And that is why I am in this place.

Oohhh…  Ouch!  I couldn’t see the surroundings well but I got hold of a stem that was just near me.  I can’t move since the stem that I’m holding is just thin and will be separated from the branch of the tree soon.  My knapsack fell and I didn’t hear a sound – a sign that the cliff where I am hanging is a great deal high.  My heart beat fastly as I try to catch my breath.  I was lost in the middle of the forest when I started reminiscing my childhood and teen-age days until my early military life when I was cut by this slippery side of the mountain leading to a cliff.  Then suddenly I heard it….

“James!”  Somebody called me.  “James, let go of that stem.  You will be safe.”

I can’t see the slopes above me but I am sure that there was nobody there.

“James, it’s me, your God.”

“Is it really you, my Lord?”

“Yes, my son.  Let go of that stem and you’ll be OK.  Trust me…”

“I trust you Lord, but…”

“Let go of the stem if you really trust me.”

“But Lord, …”

“It’s up to you, son I already said what I want to say.”

I still wanted to reason out but the voice faded in the dark.

I hang there as long as I can.  Though at times I feel sleepy, the fear of falling keeps me awake.

At last, the dark skies slowly turned to grey and then to orange and the morning light slowly made its way.  What a relief.  I was tempted to look at how high I will fall if this stem will break.

To my surprise, I was just 10 inches above the ground!

I could have said yes to that holy voice last night…. But I doubted him instead.

There is a voice again.

“Wake up sir, you were lost since last night.  Let’s return to the camp….”

To my relief, it was just a dream but it taught me a great lesson – When the Lord says “Let go”, I should let go.

Friends, did you also catch the lesson of the story? Are you hanging in a cliff somewhere in your life today?  Can you hear a voice telling you to let go?  Trust him.  He knows what he is doing.  His name is Jesus.  He is speaking to you now….