Whining

So Bowden's reading assignment came from Numbers 11 today...  it struck a nerve with me...

 Then Moses heard the people weeping throughout their families, everyone at the door of his tent; and the anger of the Lord was greatly aroused; Moses also was displeased.  So Moses said to the Lord, “Why have You afflicted Your servant? And why have I not found favor in Your sight, that You have laid the burden of all these people on me? ..... that You should say to me, ‘Carry them in your bosom....,’ to the land which You swore to their fathers?  Where am I to get meat to give to all these people? For they weep all over me, saying, ‘Give us meat, that we may eat.’  I am not able to bear all these people alone, because the burden is too heavy for me.  If You treat me like this, please kill me here and now—if I have found favor in Your sight—and do not let me see my wretchedness!”

Sometimes I feel like Moses in this passage... everyone is whining ALL THE TIME...  then it dawned on me...

the hard reality...

Moses was whining the LOUDEST... straight to God.

What a privilege it was for Moses to be called to shepherd these people, God's chosen people.  What a privilege it was for Moses to be WITH God, to speak to God.  And most of the time, he seemed to cherish that role.  One paragraph before this, God sent a fire to wipe out the whining Israelites and Moses prayed to God to save them.  But it seems like it just got to be too much for him on this day.

Like he just started thinking, "REALLY PEOPLE?  Didn't I JUST save you from the wrath of God yesterday?  Why do you not get it?  Just stop whining and TRUST HIM!"

On this day, it just seemed to be too much for him and there we find him, whining louder then all the rest...

That was me today.

I just do not want to hear it anymore.

And so, instead of praying for them to understand, I become the LOUDEST whiner in my family... 

I have missed the point, the privilege that it is for God to have chosen ME to raise these children.

I have stopped trusting Him.  I have stopped seeking Him.  I am looking only at my circumstances and how it makes me FEEL... and that is always a bad place to be!

As I read this, I realized I do not want out.  I want to press in even further.  Just as Moses prayed for God to spare them so many times, I want to pray for my children when they are at their worst!


And what I love about God, about His Word is that it found me and spoke truth to me in the midst of doing school with Bowden....

Pretty AWESOME!