I can't exactly remember when I stopped trusting people. Neither can I place my finger on what exactly did it for me; whether it was that I had been betrayed one time too many or that the people around just started to suck at keeping their promises. Or maybe, they did keep them. I just never took notice (can you picture the smirk on my face right now ?) Yeah. Unlikely. As if it isn't already obvious, I don't trust a soul. Not one. Not even my family. And here's the catch; God's actually fine with it. You see, man's word is just that. Word. It's as fleeting as a flock of geese taking cover from an incipient storm. It never really stands, you know ? It's like grass in the field. " Grasses wither and flowers fall, but the word of the Lord stands forever" [1 Peter 1:24-25]
See? I'm actually admonished not to trust man. Orders from above [Isaiah 2:22] and boy am I taking heed.
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