Monday, June 13, 2011

Remembering


There is story about the Jews as they left Egypt and were traveling back to Canaan. They reached a place where they had no water. Water is very important thing in a desert; and water is very difficult to get in large quantities in a desert. (There are estimates that Israel numbered around two million people at this time.) And when they did find water, it was tainted. Somehow the fact that the water was bad was Moses’ fault. To say the people whined was a gross understatement.

To put this whining into perspective, Scripture specifically states that this story occurred three days after the Egyptian army had the Jews tapped with their backs to the Red Sea. God rescued them by parting the Red Sea, and Israel walked through the sea on dry ground.


Israel continually witnessed one tremendous act after another, which should have demonstrated God’s intention to claim Israel as his people, to rescue them out of their troubles and to proclaim himself through them. But in three days, they had forgotten what God just did for them.


Isn’t it amazing how short and selective people’s memories are? How short are ours for whom Jesus died?

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