Had coffee with my friend, Katy. While we shared the woes of mounting bills and diminishing funds, we talked about the daily manna or bread from heaven that the Isrealites were given in the desert. Katy reminded me that God opted for a daily provision. When the people tried to hoard enough for the week, or even for the next day, the food rotted. They didn’t like having to trust that God would come through for them tomorrow. I don’t like it either.
In fact, like the Israelites, I am often tempted to look back at “Egypt” and think it all looks pretty good in retrospect. Like the Egyptians, I sometimes find myself saying, “Yes, I was a slave, but I was a comfortable slave!” I keep forgetting that God loves me too much to leave me in places where I have become too comfortable. And he loves me too much to let me remain a slave versus pushing me to embrace my own freedom.
Katy also reminded me that it is just as silly to look forward into the future and allow ourselves to get all amped up with anxiety. She said, “Just lay out the bills and see which one is due today. Pay that one. For all you know, you’ll be dead tomorrow!” She’s right. And then I will have spent my last day on earth worrying about a bill that I will never have to pay.
See…this is why we need honest friends. Thanks, Katy.