It's been a year since I walked a ways around lake Buttermere. There's a certain spot on the lake where I can sit or stand and just make sense of the world. It's where I can FEEL and have FELT the love of God. This isn't just me quoting myself verses that tell of His love while standing in a place labelled by National Trust as "a place of outstanding beauty." This isn't somewhere I try to convince myself that there is a God in spite of the world's evidence (or the "world's gospel" as someone said at the recent Keswick Convention). No, Lake Buttermere is where feelings come in my heart, and these feelings carry me over the steeping stones of thinking I cannot trust. One of the best verses in the Holy Bible has to do with the thoughts of men, and what Jesus really thought about them. It goes like this, in John 2:24, "but Jesus didn't trust them, for He knew all about people." (NLT) Those of us who have relocated to various countries often wonder who and whom we may/can trust. It's crazy out there! And it's often a challenge to know what people really mean when they invite you to lunch, or suggest a new bank, or even join a church. Once this trust is broken, especially when you see it broken in yourself by thinking you understand and you realise you don't- well, it's hard to trust yourself again not to mention trusting other people! Some of these situations can be funny, and some; not so much. I'm taking up what I call Summer Blogging, and over the next month I will be looking at this idea of Trust, and what it can mean as a follower of Jesus. In the meantime, I will link this post to something I spoke about on https://www.premierchristianradio.com/Shows/Saturday/Saturday-and-Sunday-Specials/Episodes/Changed-My-Life-Episode-3 a few days ago concerning how this uneasy Level 4 Person (me) found joy in the midst of a challenging relocation. Please do comment here or on my Facebook page.