TRUST GOD. What if this whole project of being human was really about trusting God? What if the feelings, emotions, desires and inevitable confusion in this drama were simply the circumstances for that singular act of trust that makes us whole again? What if we do in fact have a loving parent who art in heaven who is quietly, patiently and constantly creating opportunities for us to trust? What if our births were nothing other than a crash-course in that proverbial leap of faith into reality? What if our deaths were the final movement of this masterpiece where we are afforded the dignity of handing ourselves over in trust? What if everything in-between – infancy, childhood, adolescence, young adulthood, adulthood and our elder years – were the process of working out the knots that prevent us from trusting fully? What if our neuroses, obsessions, complexes and addictions were just misguided efforts to trust? What if God were not some kind of task-master or spiritual police officer but an intimate and humble friend who has been trying to build trust with us all along? What if we got in the habit of closing our eyes, pausing for a moment, taking a deep breath, and paying attention to what was happening within us…and feeling what God was actually like? Would this help us to TRUST GOD? Ave Crux, Spes Unica.