This morning I was reading about Moses going back to Egypt to tell old Pharaoh, “Let My people go!” I was struck by one sentence I had never seen before:
… when they heard that the Lord was concerned about the sons of Israel and that He had seen their affliction, they bowed low and worshiped. Exodus 4:31
I’m pretty sure that hasn’t been my response so far this week. I know God is concerned about me. So concerned He sent His Son to die for me in the really big scheme of things. And so concerned He took care of the nasty cold that was bothering me in the terribly small scheme of things.
Basically, God shows His concern for me in so many ways every, single day that it’s a wonder I can even get up off the floor to do my chores. I ought to be lying prostrate saying, “Thank you, thank you, thank you” all day and all night long.
Instead, I tend to grumble. About my cough. About the weather. About the crowded conditions in my lovely and profitable office. So, when that little phrase stuck out to me this morning, I was pretty sure it was a gentle reminder from Heaven to do less grumbling and more bowing.
And, thus, I shall.
This reader will take the reminder as well! I shall join you in more bowing and less grumbling!
Oh, Mama, it’s always so strange to hear you’ve been grumbling. You do it so nicely to most of the world – though I suppose Dad gets the brunt of it. 🙂 I for one am completely put out with Jake (currently eating lunch in a Spiderman costume and quite proud of it) and those gorgeous rhododendrons that I never planted but which have popped out just as if I’d coaxed them and the rest of my family and my little house and pretty street because they keep throwing sunshine in my face when I’m trying so hard to grumbly myself. Still, I overpower them quite often lately. So I do love this reminder.