eating manna
God woke me up early this morning to read Exodus 16.
For some reason, watching Him provide for our needs time after time was not relieving my fear that He wouldn’t in the future. (yeah, because God’s really one to go back on His word) *insert rolling eyes here*
In my mind, I want a stockpile. I want extra. I don’t want to go to bed and know that tomorrow’s needs are met. So why on earth am I looking to numbers in a bank account for that security? Hello! The CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE is telling me “I got ya, don’t worry” and I’m like “thanks and all, but I’d rather trust in these numbers that don’t actually mean anything”
Yeah, I got wisdom oozing out of me on this one.
So this morning God is explaining to me that I will have to trust Him day by day. He won’t let me down. Abundance is coming, but right now, it’s manna time.
The tricky thing with manna is that you can’t save it up.
19 Then Moses said to them, “No one is to keep any of it until morning.”
20 However, some of them paid no attention to Moses; they kept part of it until morning, but it was full of maggots and began to smell. So Moses was angry with them.
I’ve been guilty of this. Here’s a literally stinky example.
We have weekly trash pickup. It’s billed monthly. If you are late with your payment, they don’t pick up your trash. (pretty standard procedure I’m sure)
So, the bill was due this month and I had the money. But I wasn’t sure I was going to have enough for the next week so I decided to wait another week to send it in.
Guess what? Yep. That was one week too long.
When I realized it, I called the company and told them I had the check there and I would give it to the driver if he would come by. They said they would try. Well God kept that from happening in a couple different ways.
So now I have an overflowing dumpster of stinky garbage.
Sure ain’t “wafers made with honey” I’ll tell ya that!
