I’m enjoying my morning ritual of a cup of coffee and a bit of space to reflect, read and pray. Over the last couple of days a dawning awareness has crept over me… I’m finding it hard to trust God. There is an underlying fear that I will find that somehow I was trusting for the wrong thing, or that God will teach me a lesson by letting me suffer. I am not talking about what I believe theologically, but what is going on in my emotional world as I sit down to have a chat to God. I am realising that at least some of the fear stems back…