The following post I wrote quite some time ago. This is a good reminder for me, especially in light of the topic.
It’s 5:30 am. Usually these early mornings follow a long nights sleep. My ideal bedtime is around 9:00pm, which makes getting up between 4:00 and 5:00am completely doable. Last night was a rare exception to my routine: I was awake until after midnight. And yet, here I am writing to you.
As I was up into the wee hours of the morning hashing through a recurring stronghold in my life, I was reminded of the Israelites. Pick a story, any story, of Israel and chances are it is a recap of their forgetfulness. How shortsighted could they be? Exodus 14:31 concludes with the crossing of the Red Sea on dry ground. Before the end of the very next chapter Israel was already grumbling against Moses! Did they not just experience astonishing miracles? They witnessed at least 11 prior to crossing the Red Sea (10 plagues plus Pharaoh letting them go). They stood at the edge of a sea, watched the waters part and walked across to deliverance. Did I mention before that the ground was dry? That detail always amazes me. Not only did God part a body of water, but also, in case there was any doubt that this was from Him, He made the ground dry. Incredible.
And yet they forgot.
By Exodus 16:3 they were longing to have been left in captivity. “If only we had died by the Lord’s hand in Egypt! There we sat around pots of meat and ate all the food we wanted, but you have brought us out into this desert to starve this entire assembly to death.” Really? Are we reading the same story?
How quickly they forgot.
Exodus 16 goes on to give the account of manna and quail. The Israelites were complaining because they were hungry (This one hits a little close to home. I lose my head if I miss my morning snack.). The Lord told Moses that he would rain down bread from heaven. The only instructions were to gather as much as they needed for that day, and on the 6th day gather enough for day 7. Pretty simple, right? Take only what you need and plan ahead on day 6 for the last day of the week. Yet some of the people gathered more than they needed which led to smelly, maggot-filled manna and quail. Some even managed to skip the day 6 planning and went hungry on the Sabbath day. Not only did they whine about being in want but when an answer to their complaints was given, they still tried to take matters into their own hands! And once again, only 2 chapters after the deliverance from Egypt they forgot who they served.
How quickly they forgot. How quickly I forget…
As I contemplate how shallow they were, I realize I am no different than Israel. Ouch. How many miracles have I seen? How many divine interventions have I experienced only to forget who God is and what He has done in my life?
There are many examples from the experiences of the Israelites that can be applied today. For me right now, the overwhelming lesson is the unconditional love of God. Despite their short-term memory and near-sightedness, God continued to pour out His love. He took care of His children. He met them where they were. And He meets us where we are. He continued to provide signs to remind them of whom they serve, and He does the same in our lives. We need only to remember.
When it comes to all that God has done for you, forget your short-term memory.