what to you trust your life to?

um, what's that?
Oh, I tied these off myself. The knots solid, what's up?
That chord isn't used for  tying gear. It's just fancy string.
oh, well they said it was ok!
They were wrong.

I had just tied into my climbing rope and was about to head up Bastille Crack, a classic several hundred foot classic route in Eldorado Canyon in CO when my  climbing partner noticed something odd about some of the gear I had slung over my shoulder. It wasn't safe and if I fell hard it would not have prevented me from falling to a potential death.

But I went up anyway.

Why? Because I guess I didn't really trust him. I trusted myself more.

Stupid me. Stupid us, eh?

We all do this, trusting what we "think we know" instead of trusting the One who Knows us.

Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;
    you formed me in my mother’s womb.
I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking!
    Body and soul, I am marvelously made!
    I worship in adoration—what a creation!
 

You know me inside and out,
    you know every bone in my body;
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,
    how I was sculpted from nothing into something.

 
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;
    all the stages of my life were spread out before you,
The days of my life all prepared
    before I’d even lived one day.

Psalm 139:16ff

We can't trust our lives to ourselves, or our own devises. 

Yes, they may look safe and secure, but they will not hold up to a death-fall. 

Only one can withstand that. Tie yourself to him and be safe. 

So what do we do when everyone tells us they are right and you are wrong? 

Go to God, ask him, search His word...