I've been an Israelite.
I've walked through the Red Sea and saw how God parted it for me, I've seen His deliverance many times, I've been fed manna and drank His life-giving water. Yet, as I walk through the wilderness, I forget the good He's done for me. I start to complain, challenge and question. As one of the church leaders shared about Numbers 21:4-8, it exposed my heart. Each time I read the old testament, I'm so determined not to be an Israelite. Yet, after reading it over and over and hearing the message, I finally see it better- I am an Israelite and have always been one! The human heart is the same, after all those years between the original Israelites and us now. The greed, selfishness, ungratefulness, unfaithfulness...
Yet, God loves us just the way we are. I am comforted that He has provided a way out of this and true forgiveness just by looking at Jesus. It is really the message for the season I am in now - waiting to return to SG, starting work again, wondering what's with COVID in the world (and why He seems silent). Even though He is quiet, He is working. The wilderness/waiting that is a necessary part for me to grow.
He has been showing me little glimpses of Himself in everyday little blessings. We got called for our first COVID shot. We had a friend who was able to watch E for us even though E was a little sick that day. I thought that when 2 of our SG friends returned, that we would be lonely since we hung out together so often. However, God has sent us new friends whom we have been playing with and E is enjoying himself tons. I suddenly realised few weeks back (#randomshowerthoughts) that my chronic urticaria has completely resolved and I haven't seen an attack for some months now! My sister ordered high tea for me for mother's day! 💓
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