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Trust without Borders

During the
worship service, I heard these lyrics: Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders, Let me
walk upon the waters, Wherever you would call me, Take me deeper than my feet
could ever wander, And my faith would be made stronger, In the presence of my
Savior.  Oh, Jesus, You are my God!

(Hillsong United)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-J4jgTzKyk8
Suddenly it clicks.  We have personal borders, governments have
borders, cultures have borders.  We even
have borders for God – He should give me ‘space’, right?   Reading a 40 Day devotional by the same
title by Arabah Joy, I am intrigued by the quote, We practice faith and we live by trust.  Trust has no borders.
What does it take
to practice faith?  What is faith and
where does faith come from?  Where does
trust come from? Questions swirl around my head that are of eternal importance
in this world where cultures vie for a permanent disobedience.  What happens when the laws of a country
demand obedience counter to one’s faith and walk in God?
Where does faith
come from?  Believing is the genesis of
faith.  Believing what? In truth?  Where do we find truth?  Whose truth do we believe?  The Hall of Faith in Hebrews 11 lists those
who believed God and knew God and trusted God. 
The chapter begins with the understanding of faith –
Now
faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not
seen. 
Each faith story begins….By Faith!  Abel, Enoch, Noah,
Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Joseph, Moses, Rahab and many more lived by faith and
depended on God.  Each one believed God’s
Word.  They had no doubts about who to
trust – they made the choice to trust. 
From 1870 – 1880,
German colonists came from Russia to America. 
Among them were my great-grandparents. 
They left West Prussia for Russia when they were invited by the Queen Catherine
of Russia of that time.  As the
leadership of the country changed, so did the laws, and the immigrants were not
left alone to worship and live according to their faith in God.  Once again they searched for a place of
freedom and came to America.  As a little
girl I often wondered how they could travel such a great distance.  They believed the promises of God.  They trusted in their faith in God.  One of my earliest memories became one of my
favorite memory pictures.  We were
together with my grandparents in their living room.  The Christmas story in Luke 2 was read and it
was time to pray.  I watched as
grandparents, aunts and uncles, my parents all rose and knelt in prayer.  The prayers were not read, they were from the
heart.  I listened to the prayers of
thanksgiving and petitions, one my one. 
Curious, I opened my eyes to see all of my dear relatives kneeling in a
circle of faith, their feet pointed to the center of the room in a time of
consecration and joy, and I remember.  Their faith continued to be strong, even as
their grandparents’ faith.  Despite the
uncertainty of travel and what they would find in the new land, they followed
God’s leading and became an inspiration and legacy for their children through
many generations.  Generations where
Christ’s love and forgiveness is lived.
You call me out upon the waters, The great
unknown where feet may fail, And there I find You in the mystery, In oceans
deep, my faith will stand….
My world was
shaken when my parents decided to move to another town.  At 16 years of age, this meant a different
set of friends and leaving my church home. 
Dad had an opportunity to be a rural mail carrier and this was ideal for
him.  I didn’t realize then the pressures
he felt to take care of his family in this new home. The first Christmas, Mom
apologized for giving the three of us children just one gift, a pair of mittens
she had knitted.  I still have one of
those mittens from 1945, a testimony to her love and trust in God.
And I will call upon Your name, And keep
my eyes above the waves, When oceans rise, 
My soul will rest in Your embrace, For I am Yours and You are mine
….
One by one, my
grandparents died, my parents died, and then one of my children died.  I found that God’s Grace only grows stronger.
The diagnosis of Dementia for my husband. 
changed our life style and a move to be near one of dear children.  When our four children came to make this move
a reality, I was overwhelmed with God’s faithfulness.  Age and frailty becomes a reality for each of
us.  These are the deep waters we
traverse when faith and trust is of essence. 
Expectant living of what God has in store for us, gives us the clarity
of trust in our LORD God. 
Your grace abounds in deepest waters, Your
sovereign hand, Will be my guide, Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me,
You’ve never failed and You won’t start now.
I watch my
children and pray for them as their faith continues to grow ever stronger
through the twists and turns of their lives and choices.  Their trust in God is reflected in their
children’s lives, one by one.  They make
moves to new locations that test their trust in God and yet their faith they
practice turns into a stronger trust in our Lord God.  Though we only see one step ahead, we know
Who holds our hand and Who leads us through the darkness to the precious Light. 
So I will call upon Your name, And keep my eyes above
the waves, When oceans rise.  My soul will rest in Your embrace, For I am Yours and You are mine.
What would happen if you really believed and trusted
God?  You would be living with a life of
Hope. God’s Promises…are found in the Word of God.  There are many more than these…
Romans 5:1 – Therefore, since
we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our
Lord Jesus Christ.
Ephesians 1:3 – Blessed
be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in
Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places
John 6:35 – Jesus said to
them, “I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger,
and whoever believes in me shall never thirst.

Spirit lead me where
my trust is without borders, Let me walk upon the waters  Wherever You would call me, Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander  And my faith will be made stronger, In the presence of my Savior, Oh, Jesus,
you’re my God!




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