For the first time in many months, I've been running. I like running for a number of reasons, not the least of which is what it teaches me about faith.  When I run, especially when I'm out of shape, my body frequently lies to me. It says, "Justin, please stop now, we can't continue on like this." My body backs up this plea with healthy doses of pain. At first I'm tempted to believe my body and slow down, but I don't. Instead I try to trick myself. I reply to my body, "We certainly can't keep this pace up for the whole time, but I bet we can for another block or so." Having called my body's bluff I keep going on at the same pace or faster for the remainder of the run. Often when I finish, I realize that I could have gone much faster.
Every time I lace up my shoes and head out the door, I have a little more confidence to push through the pain. I know that not only will everything be alright, but that after I've caught my breath, I'll be stronger and healthier than before.
Trusting God at times can feel counter-intuitive.  You know in your head that God is good and will see you through but it can be so tempting to give up and stop trusting him. But if you stick with it you will find in the end that not only that you are ok, but that you have grown. Then the next situation will be easier to navigate.
Faith is not something that comes easy, but I wouldn't trade it for anything, even a new pair of running shoes.