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And Yet, I Will Trust

  • 3 days ago
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A reflection on trusting God in difficult times when justice feels delayed.


Foggy forest with bare trees reflected in water. Text: "In repentance and rest is your salvation, Isaiah 30:15 (NIV)." Mood: serene.

Most of what I write in my journal is prayers and raw processing of thoughts and emotions about life as it happens in the moment. Sometimes writing is the only way I can get out of my head what is wreaking havoc in my heart and body.

 

I don’t often share entries that sit close to unresolved circumstances, out of respect for the stories still being written alongside mine.

 

But this one feels different. Without names or details, I sense someone may need these words.

 

Because we all walk through seasons when we don’t understand how things ended up where they are. When justice feels skewed. When what seems obviously right to us is not unfolding the way we believe it should.

 

This was written on Monday, the day before an important court date on Tuesday.

 

I woke to heavy fog. I could barely see the trees beyond the back porch. The landscape looked very much like I felt.

 

So I wrote:


Handwritten poem on lined paper, dated 2/16/24, about fog, hope, and justice. Ends with a heart and an unreadable signature.

 

There is no sun today.

Fog lays low across the field.

Misty silhouettes of trees – dark against gray

Sight hindered hovering

Mystery-inducing stillness

Slowing, watching, wondering

 

The day before we knew what was coming

The unseen pressure of highs and lows.

The effects of forces beyond our veil.

 

And even still…

I am trusting.

I am hoping.

I am looking to the One who loves justice,

defends the weak, heals the broken.

 

There is no sun today.

BUT tomorrow…

 

To the one who is struggling to understand, God can handle your questions. He is not threatened by them. He knows what you need before you can find the words. And He is the only One who can give peace and hope when life looks nothing like you planned.

 

Things are still not resolved. Another court date is set. Justice, as I see it, has not yet been served.

 

And yet, I will trust Him. I choose to trust Him.

 

Not because I understand. Not because I think I am going to get my way. But because I believe God is working out something bigger and better than my limited view can grasp.

 

I trust that He is moving in ways I cannot see when the fog blinds me to the future. I trust that He is there working all things together for good. I trust that He is just, even when outcomes feel delayed.

 

There are too many things I cannot control. Too many parts I do not have the power to move. My human wisdom cannot comprehend it all.

 

So I choose to trust the One who can.

 

And that is enough.

 

I will remind my heart as many times as it needs to hear it, with a deep breath and resolution:

 

“I will trust You.”

 

🖤 Terra ©2026


Text of Isaiah 30:18 (NIV) in bold over a misty field background. Bottom left includes the name "terroh." Mood is serene and reflective.

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About Terra Haisley

For years, I wrote in the margins of motherhood —where God’s whispers met my yearning heart. Now, in this grandma-season, I sense Him calling me to share the sacred fragments. Read more

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