I’ve been reading through the book of Numbers this week and have been astounded by how many times the Israelites turned against God.
They would see a sign from God, be given a gift by him and then quite literally the next morning would turn against him again.
Some of the accounts I read left me shaking my head wondering what on earth was going on in their heads. How did they reject him so quickly?
That made me think of the Jews in Jesus’ time singing “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord” As Jesus rode into Jerusalem on the donkey… then just days later they were shouting “Crucify him!” at his ‘trial’.
It was with great sadness that I realized that I am not any different. I can have an awesome God-experience one day and then reject him the next. The spiritual ‘high’ from church on Sunday rarely carries over to Monday.
In reality, if I was one of those Israelites in the desert, I would have been grumbling and complaining along with the rest of them.
That’s something I need to remember as I go about my week – I need to check my attitude every day, multiple times a day or I’ll quickly become one of those shouting “Crucify him!”
So true. When I read things like that I go, "Come on! What are you thinking?" Then I take a look at my life and…
Yeah, I think most of us would think that way at first… and then we realize the reality.
It's those of us who don't see the truth that have the biggest problem, a lack of humility can eventually cause us to stumble and fall BIG time!
Amen – its too easy to remember what God has done for us when things go bad – I'm afraid the Israelites have nothing on me either
Great post … I'm with you on this.
Thanks, Trey!
This is something that has been heavy on my heart for quite some time. I find myself wrapped up in work and all that goes along with it. I simply forget to allow my Sunday High to come with me to work.
Yep. At times I have been EVERYONE in that story (but not at the same time.) I have been the rescued (Barrabbas), I have been the denier (Peter), I have been the weeping women, I have been the crowd shouting "crucify him". Praise God, because He died for all of us, no matter where or how we fall.
So true! Great post, Peter.