Blind Trust

I learned a valuable lesson today through my broken camera.

A few months ago, I dropped my camera. That action messed up something inside the camera that made the screen go black. I found that if I hit the camera with my hand, the screen would come back on. It stayed on throughout several spontaneous photo shoots.

Until this afternoon.

I went with some friends on a drive up Ebbetts Pass and Monitor Pass. We were trying hard to capture the last of the stunning fall colors throughout God's beautiful, mountainous country of the Sierra Mountains. My camera did fine until we stopped for lunch. Then, the screen went black. No amount of banging would bring it back to life.

I was bummed because I love photography, and I was frustrated because I could not see what I was shooting. I could have stopped taking pictures, even though I knew my camera was still capable of taking them, but I chose to trust blindly. I continued taking pictures in the hope that they would turn out.

How many times does God ask us to have blind trust? To go without knowing? To leap without seeing? And how many times do we obey? (I'm talking to myself here, too.)

How many times do we miss out on what God has for us all because we refuse blind trust...because we won't continue taking pictures even though we can't see what we're shooting at?

My photos turned out beautifully, by the way. Maybe it's not so bad to trust blindly. There's beauty to be surprised by when we do.

"And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it,” when you turn to the right or when you turn to the left." -Isaiah 30:31 ESV