Do you trust me?
It’s been a long while since I’ve written anything on this! There goes my plan on trying to be a regular Blogger. Anyways straight to the point! Something on my mind was within the issue of trust and having faith in people. Honestly for me I have a somewhat hard time to trust people. I feel like in the end I would in some way get hurt because of others being breaking my trust I have towards them. It has happen before and it’s not a good feeling at all. Even though I myself want people to trust me and I know deep inside I would try to keep that trust in fract it’s not fair. I believe that trust is a 2 way thing. In order to trust others you yourself must be able to have people trust you. Give and take ya?
Posted below I’m about to post a story that I have heard during a sermon when I was a child. I am honestly surprised because as a child I would never ever listen to any sermons but I guess this one stuck to me. Luckily I found a great one online.
The Desert Pump
(A Story of Faith in Each Other)
A man was lost in the desert, just dying for a drink of water. He stumbled upon an old shack – a ram-shackled, windowless, roofless, weather-beaten old shack. He looked about this place and found a little shade from the heat of the desert sun. As he glanced around he saw a pump about fifteen feet away – an old rusty water pump. He stumbled over to it, grabbed the handle, and began to pump up and down, up and down. Nothing came out.
Disappointed, he staggered back. He noticed off to the side and old jug. He looked at it, wiped away the dirt and dust, and read a message that said, “You have to prime the pump with all the water in this jug, my friend. P.S. Be sure you fill the jug again before you leave.”
He popped the cork out of the jug and sure enough, there was water. It was almost full of water! Suddenly, he was faced with a decision. If he drank the water, he could live. Ah, but if he poured all the water in the old rusty pump, maybe it could yield fresh, cool water from down deep in the well, all the water he wanted. He studied the possibility of both options. What should he do, pour it into the old pump and take a chance on fresh, cool water or drink what was in the old jug and ignore its message? Should he waste all the water on the hopes of those flimsy instructions written, no telling how long ago?
Reluctantly he poured the all the water into the pump. Then he grabbed the handle and began to pump… squeak, squeak, squeak. Still nothing came out! Squeak, squeak, squeak. A little bit began to dribble out, then a small stream, and finally it gushed! To his relief fresh, cool water poured out of the rusty pump.
Eagerly, he filled the jug and drank from it. He filled it another time and once again drank its refreshing contents. Then he filled the jug for the next traveller. He filled it to the top, the cork back on, and added this little note: “Believe me, it really works. You have to give it all away before you can get anything back.”
People who risk living like that really understand how God maximizes life!
You could get so much from this story but my main focus is on trust and faith in people. Sometimes as humans we refuse to trust or have faith in people or even God. With this man he contemplated on drinking that water. But then he took his chances on priming that pump and blessings flowed! Sometimes God wants us to take that giant leap for him and also other things in your life. you just gotta have faith in others and in yourself and most specially in God.
Keep it real, Keep it fresh, That’s Whats up!