Lately I have been pondering the area of TRUST. my area of TRUST. It was brought closer to my attention several nights ago as I was reading exodus through the way in which the Lord so carefully orchestrated the almost painful neediness and dependency of the Israelites as they were brought into the wilderness. As the Lord began to provide the manna and quail the Israelites responded in a very "human" way. they began to gather two and three days worth. To care for themselves. Yet as they began to gather more than was needed for the day it would spoil. On Saturday the Lord directed them to gather two days worth for the sabbath. The Lord was teaching them total dependance; absolute trust for their well being. He never left them, never abandoned them. Hidden but not absent. The patience of the Lord continues to astound me as I read the text. As random as it may be this makes me think of the three large moose that sleep in my back yard. They spend the days roaming the street and making a meal of any tree branches they can reach. Day by day. Dumb animals but completely dependent. As the saying goes "one day at a time", I find myself needing to revise for my life and say "one moment at a time". For I know our breath hangs in the palms of the Creator, completely safe. Completely dependent.
TRUST. Difficult for me to keep a hold on yet I find they only thing I must hold onto is the hand in which my life is found. It is a beautiful thing. When I am found in the wilderness may I fill my bag with that which is provided. In the shadow of His wings.