One of our ministries is a small farm project with a group of adults with intellectual disabilities. We live in a subtropical climate, so we can plant seeds pretty much all year round. Every time it is the same thing:

They pour dirt into the small trays.

Poke holes in the dirt with their finger.

Drop a seed into the hole.

Carefully cover the seed.

Water.

The workers water the trays every morning and afternoon if they remember, but nothing seems to happen for several days and sometimes weeks, depending on the seed and how deep they made the hole.

But, with patience, the seeds sprout up. From there we wait until they are big enough and then transplant them into the ground. A few weeks to a few months later, we harvest and eat the produce together.

Trust is a lot like those seeds.

We first commit our way to the Lord. Maybe that is telling someone about Jesus. Or teaching a Sunday school class. Or maybe was getting on the plane with all your earthly possessions to go to a land you did not know or where you did not speak the language.

But just as we did nothing to make the seed grow, so it is the same with whatever we commit to the Lord. We wait, trusting Him to act. And He will act. Though it may not look exactly as we had planned, but it will be right and perfect.