I was reading my bible yesterday in Exodus, the story of the Israelites leaving Egypt. I'm not great at remembering facts an such that I hear, but I remember hearing a preacher once say something about the wilderness should have only taken months not years for them to travel threw.
Anyway, I was reading about how the Egyptians were chasing them and they started to complain that Moses had brought them out there to die and they wanted to go back. Then they were hungry so they complained and God gave them manna. Then I guess they were just bored and built a graven image and danced around.
Well, being the great Christian that I am (saying that facetiously) I thought to my self how very selfish these people are... (1) God brought them out of slavery (2) He provided for their every need (3) He gave them Moses a great man of God (4) He made their clothes grow with them and their shoes (5) He gave them protection (6) He lead them with a cloud and fire (7) He had a wonderful place for them to go at the end of their journey.
What more could they ask for and yet they complained and murmured against God! Wow I thought what ungrateful people.....
Then a very sobering thought hit me with the full force of a speeding train, That's ME!
Me, everything I have just said is me... Now I understand why Paul said he was the chiefest of sinners.. I'm a close second if he is the chief.
I thought to myself God is so very good to me ... (1) He brought me out of the bondage of sin and set my feet on a solid rock (2) He gives me all that I need and most of what I want (3) He has given me several great men of God for me to follow (4) My clothes don't grow with me, (I need to stop growing) but I have MORE than enough (5) I travel so many places with His watchful care on me and on my family (6) He leads me with His word a perfect map for my life. And (7) Heaven is waiting for me, forget milk and honey (sounds sticky) I have a mansion and streets of gold and loved one's waiting for me. And my saviour that gave His life for me..
What a wretch I am! And still I find things to complain about, and I get mad when things don't go the way I think they should. Who am I ?? I'm dirt, I deserve NOTHING! And yet I'm a child of a king and I have more wealth then I can imagine. How can I complain.
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You have missed your calling, my dear. A preacher you should have been.
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