The Narrow Way

I’ve been thinking about something that seems so simple, but the more I sit with it, the more I realize how much it has shaped the way I live.

Trusting God when you don’t understand what He’s doing.

That sounds sooooo simple. It’s not.

Because it’s one thing to trust God when things are going well, when prayers are being answered in ways that make sense, when you can see movement and feel direction. It’s another thing entirely to trust Him when everything feels upended, when nothing seems to be changing, and when you’re left holding questions you don’t have answers to.

And I think this is where faith becomes real.

Not in the moments where everything lines up, but in the moments where it doesn’t.

I’ve had to learn that God does not measure faith by how well I understand Him. He measures it by whether I stay with Him.

There have been days where I’m barely holding on. Days where I didn’t feel confident. Days where I couldn’t point to anything and say, “This is what God is doing.” But even in those moments, there is a quiet pull to stay close to Him, even without know what is coming next.

And I’ve come to realize that staying is its own kind of strength.

In Proverbs, it says, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.” I’ve always carried that verse in my heart, but it feels different now. It doesn’t feel like instruction, it feels like an invitation.

An invitation to let go of the need to figure everything out.

An invitation to stop trying to make every piece make sense before I move forward.

An invitation to trust that God is not confused, even when I am.

Because the truth is, my understanding is limited. I see moments. God sees the whole story.

I see what’s right in front of me. God sees what’s ahead, what’s behind, and what is coming together in ways I can’t even imagine.

And when I really think about that, it reminds me that I don’t have to be knowing everything. I don’t have to have a full explanation before I take the next step. I don’t have to wait until I feel completely certain.

I just have to keep walking with Him.

I can move forward without fear because I know who is leading me.

Jesus has never once lost track of my life.

Not in the confusing seasons.
Not in the scary ones.
Not in the moments where I felt like I was waiting longer than I expected.

He has been present in all of it.

And when I look back, I can see it.

I can see how things that felt draining were actually leading somewhere. I can see how delays were not denials. I can see how even the moments that felt still were not empty.

God was working.

And He still is.

So now, when I find myself in a place where I don’t fully understand, I’m learning to respond differently.

Instead of rushing for answers, I’m choosing to rest in His presence.

Instead of trying to control the outcome, I’m choosing to trust His timing.

Instead of letting the not knowing make me anxious, I’m letting it draw me closer to Him.

Because I believe this, God is trustworthy, even when I don’t understand.

I don’t need to have everything figured out to have peace.

I can have peace right here.

Not because everything makes sense.

But because He is here.

And He is enough.

Love you all,

Annie Stewart Lambert