I remember talking to my dad about trust. He told me there are three guys he would answer if they asked him to show up in the middle of the night with a shovel and a shotgun.
"What's the shovel for?" I asked.
"Doesn't matter. I trust them, and they told me to bring a shovel."
There are few people I trust. Dad's one of them, and so is one of the men he trusts. There are maybe three others. It takes a while to earn my trust, and not too long to lose it. I guess I'm introverted in that sense.
At the same time, I feel I'm a person who can be trusted. But I've realized that telling someone, "You can trust me" doesn't demonstrate trustworthiness at all. It's mostly just words. A phrase won't create trust. Trust takes time.
I'll earn your trust making memories of us. - Keith Urban
I suppose that's true, whether or not it's a romantic relationship. I trust my dad because he dove into a muddy pond to pull me out. Because he pulled countless pieces of gravel out of my leg. Because he always got me home safe, whether we were walking or riding or driving. I trust the other man because he showed up to the hospital when I needed someone. Those are memories, memories of me with them, when I needed them most - and lots of memories when I was in no danger, but it was nice to have them around.
Of course, one of the reasons I trust both of these men is their faith: I've seen them proclaim it, and I've seen it in action. I trust these men because they trust God.
Some trust in chariots and some trust in horses, but we trust in the name of the LORD our God. - Psalm 20:7