Tuesday, November 15, 2011

One of the Children

"Why did you bring us out here to die in the wilderness? Weren't there enough graves for us in Egypt? Didn't we tell you this would happen while we were still in Egypt...It's better to be a slave in Egypt than a corpse in the wilderness!"
Exodus 14:11-12

After 450 years of waiting - of fervent, unceasing prayers for deliverance from the cruel bondage in Egypt  - they joyously marched their way to freedom. Of all the answers to prayer, surely this was the greatest they had known. And yet, just days into their journey to the Promised Land the complaining began.

In recent days, I humbly admit, I have stood in their number. Whining and complaining and wishing I could just "go back to Egypt." Yesterday was a particularly trying day, and I was in top form. It was all I could do to pick up my Bible and read where I had left off days ago.

Seated in my little flowered armchair, I was transported to that moment in time when the Children of Israel started what seemed like a perpetual whining about their circumstances. God has a way of getting to the heart of a matter.

We have just come through a season of remarkable blessing - of long awaited answers to prayer that were beyond anything we could have imagined. It was all joy.

It didn't take long, however, for unanticipated problems to surface - and for anxiety to crowd out joy. My focus shifted from Him to the circumstances, and I whined and complained.

He "spoke" to me as I sat surrounded by my worries and fears and reminded me that I had much to be thankful for. There was never a moment when the Children of Israel were separated from His love and protection. They simply had a hard time remembering who He was when what seemed like insurmountable problems stood in their way.

When I walk through days like these, I have a tendency to become immobile. Everything is just too much effort. I make foolish decisions based on my feelings. Yesterday I decided I would shut down the blog...I didn't have anything worthwhile to share.....and if I did, I wouldn't write it well anyway....and on and on.

Today I read...
"After the victory, the Lord instructed Moses,'Write this down on a scroll as a permanent reminder..."
Exodus 17:14

Clearly the Father reminded me of the reason this all began in the first place. I wanted a place to write for Him; a place to pile the stones of remembrance as an altar to His faithfulness.

And so I write.

Blessings,
Linda

11 comments:

  1. It is so easy to think we could NEVER...act like they did and whine and carry on. Then here we are.... acting just like them.
    I had my 9 year old Granddaughter here the other day and she had some issues...I put a glass of water on the table...and asked her what she saw.. We had a good talk about the glass being half FULL....instead of half empty (o:
    by the way your verification letters are SINGS... I think you should!

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  2. We've been studying this passage both in church and in Sunday school lately - such good reminders of how we are and how He wants us to be. It's easy to be critical of them, until we look at ourselves in the mirror!!

    I would so miss you if you shut it down. I sometimes think I should, because I really really can't think of stuff to write about so often any more. I don't seem to have any brilliant thoughts left!

    But - I finally gota post written!

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  3. I don't just hand out compliments for the sake of it, Linda. I honestly think you are too hard on yourself when it comes to your writing. You are a wonderful writer and you have your own style which I, and many others, just love. If you shut down this blog you would be sorely missed. Just enjoy your writing and let it flow. He is behind you and so are your readers.

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  4. And we all benefit from the thoughts you share so beautifully.

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  5. Thank you Linda for the reminder. :)

    Very much needed....

    I so appreciate you.

    grace,
    Teena

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  6. We've all been there haven't we? This past summer I felt much like the Israelites; I do my share of whining.

    I'm glad you wrote today; I'll admit, there are lots of times when I feel like shutting down my blog, for who wants to know about my simple things?

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  7. Are you kidding me? Nothing worthwhile to say? Linda, I look forward to what you share. This is one of my favorite places to come. Your honesty and ability to relate and enduring faith -- not to mention that you just make sense to me -- is a constant encouragement.

    Those doggone Israelites. Can you imagine, after all those years of anguish in Egypt, they'd get all caught up in onions and leeks and how great the good ol' days were back in captivity? It's crazy.

    And we're just like 'em.

    Love to you, my friend.

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  8. Hi Linda!
    I'm glad you're still here ~♥~
    This becomes a special place of sharing, caring and remember ~ you are right!
    God bless you always ~ I know He does!
    ~Maria

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  9. God does seem to have a sense of humor! I love when his word is so plain to me even I can't miss it! Glad he encouraged you to continue on, Linda. Your place feels like a place of rest in a noisy world.

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  10. God has a way of getting to the heart of a matter. Oh, yes he does, doesn't he? Glad you stopped over with your kind words.

    Imagine my smiles as I come here and read this... and your ending line about piling our stones! You sent confirmation my way... I'm so glad you wrote this!

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  11. Oh Linda... so sorry you had such a day. I know I have been right there also. I am so happy that you are keeping this place to write for Him... and for all of us that love your sweet words! ♥

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