As I sit here, reflecting on the journey that has brought me to where I am today, I can’t help but marvel at the twists and turns life has taken. In my 40s, I’ve come to a deeper understanding of something I thought I had grasped long ago: trust. I’ve always understood trust and faith. Growing up in a reilgious way, surrounded by family who held their own profound beliefs in the Divine Creator, faith was like the air we breathed.
The idea of trusting in an invisible reality became much harder when my life was so busy, so rooted in a very 3D existence. The bills, the responsibilities, the daily grind—these things can easily distract from the bigger picture. It’s one thing to say, "I have faith," when everything is smooth sailing, but when life starts to crumble around you, when the ground beneath your feet feels unstable, that's when true faith is tested.
I remember when I got married. It was one of the happiest days of my life, but it was also one of the most uncertain. I didn’t know how things were going to turn out. Would we be able to navigate the challenges that life brought ? Would we grow together, or would we grow apart? There were so many unknowns, and at times, the fear of what might happen was overwhelming. But I trusted in the Divine Creator. I had to. I couldn’t see the future at that time, but I believed that there was a plan, a path that had been laid out for me, even if it was invisible to my eyes.
And day by day, step by step, our marriage unfolded in ways I could never have imagined, filled with both joys and challenges that strengthened our bond.
Then came motherhood, a journey that’s as terrifying as it is beautiful. Holding my newborn for the first time, I was filled with a love so intense it almost hurt. But with that love came fear. What kind of world was I bringing my child into? How would I protect them? How could I possibly be enough? The weight of that responsibility felt crushing at times. And yet, once again, I had to trust. I had to believe that there was a greater plan at work, that the divine creator who blessed me with this child would also guide me in raising them. And in the moments when I felt like I was failing, when everything seemed to be falling apart, I would stop, take a breath, and remember that the hand of the divine was at work, clearing a path, even when I couldn’t see it.
Building my career was another test of faith. It’s easy to get caught up in the hustle, to chase after success as the world defines it—titles, money, recognition. But there came a point when I realized that this pursuit was based on a false foundation. I had to learn to trust in something greater than myself, to walk by faith and not by sight. There were moments when it seemed like everything I’d worked for was slipping through my fingers. Projects fell apart, opportunities vanished, and I was left wondering if I was on the right path at all. But in those moments of doubt, I found strength in trusting that the setbacks were not meant to destroy me but to redirect me, to help me see a different path that I might have missed otherwise. And slowly, but surely, my career began to take shape in a way that felt more authentic, more aligned with who I truly am.
Even in matters of health, when my body didn’t seem to be cooperating, I had to learn to trust. There were times when the fear of the unknown—the "what ifs"—threatened to take over. But I chose to believe that there was a reason, even if I couldn’t see it at the moment. I trusted that the challenges I faced were not punishments, but opportunities to grow, to deepen my connection to the Divine, to learn more about myself and my purpose in this life.
As I look back now, I see how every moment of uncertainty, every time life seemed to be falling apart, was actually a part of the Divine Plan. The things that I thought had come to destroy me were actually there to clear the way, to make space for something greater. And that’s the thing about trust—it’s not about having all the answers or knowing exactly how things will turn out. It’s about believing that even when you can’t see the way forward, there is a way. There is always a way!
In this journey, I’ve learned that trusting in the Divine Creator isn’t just about having faith in the good times. It’s about holding on to that faith when things seem darkest, when you’re standing at the edge and can’t see what’s on the other side. Because it’s in those moments, when you take that leap of faith, that you truly begin to see the infinite hand at work, guiding you, protecting you, and ultimately, leading you to where you need to be!
When Life Falls Apart: Finding Trust in the Greater Plan
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