Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him.   Job 13:15

“This stuff is nasty,” my daughter Becky groaned. “Do I have to take it?”

“Trust me and swallow,” I replied as I maneuvered the spoonful of medicine into her mouth.  Her face contorted into grimaces horrible to behold as the bitterness hit her tastebuds.

That’s how I feel, Lord, I thought. I may be calm on the outside, but inside I’m making terrible faces.  This trial is too tough for me to handle. How can I take this bitter medicine?

Still clutching the medicine spoon, my own words echoed the answer. God is trustworthy, whether I understand His ways or not.  God is the Great Physician and knows far better than I what’s best for me. Perhaps the Lord prescribed this bitter medicine for me so that I can show my trust now, while the going is rough. Maybe this heartbreak is what my faith needs in order to grow — and God is holding the spoon saying, “My child, trust me and swallow.”

Eating to live and living for Christ,

Susan Jordan Brown