One night after my divorce, I had the biggest pity party ever before going to bed for the night. I cried and cried. Everything I did not
have became a complaint. All my problems, worries, ruined plans also became complaints. I cried for at least an hour and probably longer. It was truly a huge pity party. I told God about everything I was not happy with in my life. I told him I felt abandoned.
As I cried I often thought of Moses. I can’t explain why I kept thinking of Moses rather than a woman in the Bible, but I did. I remember I tried to think of a woman that had gone through so many problems in her life, but I came up with a big blank.
So instead I thought of some of the problems Moses had, like wandering around a desert for years with a bunch of complaining people, like me. He had to try to lead these ungrateful people. He had to manage them from their eventual idol worshipping to their
fear of giants. He did not have a nice bedroom of his own, like mine. He did not have a bed like mine with comforters, blankets and fluffy pillows. He did not have air conditioning. He didn’t have a private bathroom. He didn’t have proper
shoes, forks, napkins. He didn’t even know what they would all eat the next day. Would the people obey God and only gather enough manna for the day or would they store it for the next day just to find it rotten in the morning. Then he would have that
to deal with also. That man had so many problems. It had to be frustrating and he must have been so weary.
Once I had cried all I could cry, and complained about everything I could think of, I decided that was enough. I got out of the bed and went into
the bathroom. As I washed my face I wondered why I had not compared myself to a woman in the Bible that had challenges to overcome. Surely there were women in the Bible that had been abandoned or felt that way. But I felt a connection to Moses.
I washed my face, I felt better and went back to bed.
Beside my bed I kept a God’s Promises box. This box had tiny cards in it, each with a promise God has made to us. Without looking, I reached over and pulled a card from the box.
card read: As I was with Moses so shall I be with thee.
God is so good!
Father, thank you for always being so good to me. I don’t deserve your help or your love. Yet, your love is freely given to me and you never fail
to help me. Help me to remember all you have done for me when I am having a difficult day. Thank you for your love.
Joshua 3:7 And the Lord said to Joshua, “Today I will begin to exalt you in the eyes of all
Israel, so they may know that I am with you as I was with Moses. (NI)