I’ve been reading Numbers lately. The more I read, the more I wish I had the faith of Moses. He was more than just the leader of the people of Israel! This was a man that God talked to face to face. No fleece, no signs, just a wonderful two way conversation. I have been blessed to hear the voice of God, but only once or twice in my life! I wish God’s direction was as clear to me as it was to Moses.
Not only that, but when the Israelite community sinned, God planned to destroy all of them and start over with just Moses and his family. Oh to be the kind of person that my heavenly Father would consider faithful enough to start over with. Not that I want the Almighty to destroy everyone around me, but how faithful must Moses have been for the Creator of the Universe to choose him above all of the other Israelites to just start again from scratch. To just toss aside nearly 600 years and close to 10 generations of building a nation had to be a big deal. There were more than 600,000 MEN in the Israelite community, a group of people that started six centuries earlier with one man and his only son. Abraham and Isaac started it all, and God was willing to chuck it all because the children of Jacob were so rebellious.
When the world gets rebellious, I wonder, “Am I faithful enough to God that He’d be willing to start over with me?” Or am I more like the crowd? Does it seem as if I’m constantly complaining and grumbling about my circumstances. I’m free, but am I willing to live like I’m free or do I want to return to the comfort of slavery? When the current day to day gets a little tough, it’s easy to look at the “good old days,” forget about the pain and anguish those days caused and begin to grumble.
Life isn’t easy. It wasn’t easy for the Israelites in the desert, and it isn’t easy for us in our comfortable homes. However, if we have accepted Jesus as our Savior, if we are living for Him, then, like the Israelites, we are free. We are no longer slaves to “Egypt.” We are free to live and breath and move any way we wish. I just have to remind myself that I can choose to be free like the Israelite community, grumbling, complaining and pretty much miserable in my freedom, or I can choose to be like Moses, one who speaks to God face to face, hears His voice and God chooses to use to start all over again.