Hearts pouring out grumbling
Complaining on their lips.
The Israelites in the wilderness
Thinking they deserve better than "this"
Yet He hears
Yet He answers
How dare they think
Even for a moment
That what they are seemingly lacking
Gives them right to speak against
The Creator of all heaven and earth
As if He doesn't see
As if He doesn't know
They thought He took them
Out to the wilderness to die.
But what they didn't know
Or rather, what they didn't believe
Is that they had been chosen.
Handpicked
Selected
Or maybe they thought that gave
Them a higher status
A ranking above the rest of His creation
A place to stand with heads held high
A place to look down from
They couldn't be
More wrong
We read their story and judge
Disgusted by their ungratefulness
Forgetting the miracles that saved them
And what they left behind
They are us
Their story is ours
We too have been called
Away from a life that we knew
Where we were comfortable
Suffering in disguise
Pulled out of the place of death
Given a new land
A new position
This position is not a place to stand
To look down on the rest of Creation
It is a place to kneel
Where our eyes look up to
The One who brought us there
In His grace
Undeserving
Our hearts pour out grumbling
Complaining on our lips
Thinking there is more in this world
Than what we have
That should be ours
He still hears
He still answers
Our needs met without hesitation
But looking different from our expectation
Food fell from the sky to feed an entire nation
We doubt He can change our current state of affliction
Cry out
To God
Immeasurable grace is given
Faithlessness is forgiven
Hearts turned to praise
Perspective changed
Position embraced.
