Faith as trusting
Our family recently went on a two-month camping adventure. My husband had a contract that either meant a four-hour commute or staying away, so instead we all went and camped nearby. A few weeks in we visited my parents with clothes to wash, devices to charge and jobs to do using their Wi-Fi. It never occurred to me that they would say no. I knew they would welcome us with open arms (and a warm shower), and that they would let us use their clean towels and washing machine before sending us off to continue on our adventure.