Are you familiar with the story of Moses? You may not have physically read it yourself but I'm sure you've heard the story. Prince of Egypt, anyone? The story is about an Israelite who is raised as an Egyptian and eventually becomes the person who, with God's instruction, leads the Israelites out of bondage.
It's a story in history that I've known my entire life. I've read about how the children of Israel wandered through the desert for 40 years on a trip that should have taken them 40 days. I've laughed at their unbelief and been amazed at the accounts of how they repeatedly doubted God even after all of the miracles that he orchestrated for them.
Just in case you forgot or are unfamiliar, let me outline a few of the miracles; he parted the red sea and allowed them to walk on dry land, rained down manna from heaven for them to eat and gave them water from a random rock in the desert. Even after all of the miraculous signs and wonders the moment something scary started to happen, they doubted God.
I've found, recently, that as much as I'd like to think that I am filled with unwavering, BIG faith I am exactly like the Israelites. I can be easily unnerved by tragedy or difficult situations. I've often found myself looking uncertainty in the face and instead of growling back like a fierce lion I turn and run into the arms of stress.
Sometimes when I stand at the base of a mountain in my way I can be forgetful of the fact that it's not the first of it's kind to interrupt my regularly scheduled programming.
I, just like the Israelites in the Bible, often walk confidently by sight and timidly by faith. I lean on my own understanding more than the foresight of Christ and when I can't figure it all out I'm discouraged instead of encouraged that God will make a way.
Little me often forgets how capital 'B' Big my God is.
I heard the song Shadow Step by Hillsong United for the first time yesterday while sitting in a coffee shop. The first verse starts with these words, " Light up the way of your heart. Move me like you do the mountains. Move me like you do the wind and I'll chase your voice through the dark."
The story of the Isrealites and the last few weeks of my, I guess you could say rocky faith journey, kind of all came to a head as I was overwhelmed with the lyrics of this song. If I've learned anything from life recently, it's that God isn't asking us to overcome the darkness in rough situations but rather to follow his voice through it.
God isn't asking us to figure out what the next step will be but rather to persevere in our faith and believe that where he leads us he will also provide grace enough to sustain us.
If I had five blogs I still wouldn't have enough bandwidth or pages or even words to fully share the details of all of the humanly impossible situations in my life becoming a possibility all because of Christ. I'm forgetful, at times lacking of faith and consumed with pride but even in the midst of it all God is still faithful, he's still good and he's never left me high and dry.
I am humbled by the reality of my smallness and comforted by the truth of how Big our God is.
"God is good...not because he causes things that seem or feel "good" to happen in our lives, but because in the midst of the storm, God comes closer to us than the storm could ever be." Charles Spurgeon.