Trust or Rust

How brilliant it was to think about these words on Sunday. 

Yesterday I was waiting for a bus.  Maybe my eyes played tricks on me but I thought I saw one coming in the far distance of a straight road where I was waiting.  I was wrong.  It wasn't a bus but a truck.

 

So did I stop waiting?  Of course not.  I trusted that, with no sight of it, a bus would come.  We must learn to trust if we are to wait upon the Lord and be made new.