"Trust in Gd."

Based on the teachings of Chassidus.

“Put on a good face”, they say.
But my make-up
Is my thoughts.
For they make-up
My make-up.
My consistency, my reality.

I want to trust in You
But trust me when I say
Faith comes from the heart
But trust comes from the palm of my hand.
Molding and forming,
Morning and night, like a craftsperson.

When the going gets tough,
The trust gets going.
So I pray, 
Never test my trust.
And if You do,
Then when I have no trust,
May my trust in trust be enough.

Show me the way,
Give me the strength.
Faith is theology, in the brain.
But trust is defiance in the face of reality,
By the hospital bed, in the trenches of bloody war.

Trust in Gd,
The dollar declares,
Maybe because its easy to preach trust from a prayerbook,
But harder when my money is hit, when my finances are down, 
When the beggar asks for my last dollar.

“Just have a little faith”,
May get you across the finish line,
But trust is the marathon,
That shapes you,
Into a champion.

This too is for the best,
Everything is good,
Or, as the Fredieker Rebbe boldly whispered,
“I have done what I had to do.
And He will do what He has willed.”

Trust in Gd.
Easier said than done.
But I need to say it,
a thousand times,
just to get anything done.

So when I fail in the darkness,
In this trust fall game with the Lord,
I ask Heaven one thing.
Trust,
In me.
For I tried trusting in You.

And with that, I rise.