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Friday, January 20, 2012

And Manna Falls

I don't hear the ding.  Not like the doorbell of my childhood to welcome guest or the ring of the phone to hear voice, because now it's just a sound on my phone that brings only letters. 

And why do we like technology so?

I rarely do hear the ding.

Hours later I find the message.

Mama, guess what?????

And I text back -


I wait for the answer. 

I wait to hear blessing in her life that makes up for the pain in her body as I wait for us both to learn that pain is blessing.  Possibilities float around my mind like breezes in the heat.  For do we not count it joy when joy springs in their hearts?

But then I received it and it was like manna to this hungry mama's soul.

Because later I did hear the phone ding.  I was listening.  Waiting.

I feel wonderful today!!!!!!

And it fell. 

Joy came down like rain to a dry land. 

Like food from heaven to a hungry people.

Manna, or Manhu, which means, What is this?

Because do we not recognize gifts when we receive them?  Or do we just forget the giver?

This is a portion to which God has given us and we will take it and remember to be thankful.

The Israelites were wandering and they were grumbling -

". . . but You have brought us out into the desert to starve this entire assembly to death."
Exodus 16:3

It was good and it was wholesome and it looked like pearls fallen from heaven when the Lord gave His answer to His people.

And me the same today as them and it rains from heaven to remind me . . .

"Then you will know that I am the Lord your God."
Exodus 16:12

And like manna we are to gather our joy fresh each morning.  Be thankful throughout the day and do not hoard or become too comfortable or passive as it will melt away like manna when the sun grows hot. 

And there will be void where there should be fullness.

And I need to sleep quietly and rest easy.  I need to trust that God will bring daily bread afresh each morning.  And I need to believe that my life and hers and each of ours is safer in God's storehouse than in our own.

And the manna spoiled if kept overnight.  The Lord provided sweet and fresh each new day. And like our joy today, sweet and fresh each morning to be recognized and gathered. 

And when we have much we forget.  We forget upon who we depend.  We forget to be thankful.  We become independent?  No.  For is there such a thing when we know God?

And He provides just what I need and just when I need it and the gift of Jesus?  The eternal provision for my thirsty and hungry soul - yes and I shout gladness and thankfulness.  And I ask for vision.  For wisdom to recognize the difference between what I want and what I need.

For what I need?

Just to honor and glorify my God.  To recognize the gift in each moment and then let go - believing in the miracle that more will come.

And like the ding I listen and I wait and the manna falls

tasting like
" . . . wafers made with honey."
 Exodus 16:31

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Enjoyed your post. So glad I stopped by....and I love the photo of the pearls. Pearls are my favorite and God's word is full of them.

Drawing of me losing my cool courtesy of budding artist, Izzy.

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