Recently my nephews both were on the sick bed with the stomach bug circulating around. One of them reacted a bit differently to the suffering by writhing around and wailing, “Why me Lord? WHY?!” (I have no idea where he gets the dramatics from, none whatsoever)
It got me thinking that I often (non-verbally) have the same reaction to anything that makes me uncomfortable, shifts my plans, or that just isn’t what I had in mind.
If I am really honest, I look alot more like the Israelites that Moses was consistently frustrated by in the wilderness than I do Moses up on the mountain with God.
God’s feeling far from me? I make work, friends, my plans idols instead. I do my own thing and point to His absence of presence in my life. (Which is NEVER the actual truth)
God’s not providing what I want? I complain about thirst or bread that I didn’t do anything to deserve and say it was better to have been a slave than where I currently find myself, which is with Him.
God has given me opportunity after opportunity and now He’s allowing my choice, my stubbornness to take me on without Him? Oh then, that’s when I say “You wait just a minute. I am not going anywhere without Your Presence.” While I believe that He’s going to rubber stamp my plans, my way of doing things.
As much as I want to judge the Israelites for their moaning, complaining and stiff-neckedness I find that especially when God says “Well have it your way then. I’m not in this,” is when I want His Presence. When He says He will not go with me into this is when I yearn all the more for Him.
Something I forget is that He is always with me, and will never depart from me. He won’t be okay with the choices I make without His counsel and guiding, He won’t approve that in my life, no matter how much I try to manipulate Him or the circumstances. Even in the midst of the wilderness, when I am given nothing but provision from Him, protection by Him and guidance in my journey I want to do it my way, managing His will for my life.
It’s in those tension points where I must find humility, seeking not my own but His. Knowing His Presence, Provision and Providence come before any of my desires for my own way. It’s difficult, that I won’t try to deny. It’s relinquishing control, of “I know better” and allowing His sovereignty to govern my life again and again.
I like to think that once I have addressed this, it won’t happen again. One and done. But just like those stomach bugs my nephews were battling recently, it circulates back around at some point. It’s moments of refining, discovering and understanding more of Who He is and being less of who I was.