There are people in the word so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread. Mahatma Gandhi
This reminds me of our Disciple lesson this past week - we've been discussing the promised land, the exodus, laws of the land. Tons of laws. Weird laws laws and regulations about everything from mildew to not wearing men's clothing (if you're female). A couple of odd ones about no tattoos, not turning to mediums/spiritualists, not eating blood. Good reading, that's for sure.
Anyway....
we read about manna appearing to the people of Israel, and that, even after being delivered from slavery, they still were still finding things to complain about. This is where the bread comes into the picture: even when provided for in the desert, they still griped about, oh who knows what, lack of flavor? Variety? Unreal.
Then again, I've never been a slave. Never followed someone through the desert. Never actually eaten manna with thousands of people. Regardless, it was a reminder to me to be aware that God appears in my life in very odd, very unique ways, and that I need to be aware at all times. And thankful. Definitely thankful. Even for bread.
Anyway....
we read about manna appearing to the people of Israel, and that, even after being delivered from slavery, they still were still finding things to complain about. This is where the bread comes into the picture: even when provided for in the desert, they still griped about, oh who knows what, lack of flavor? Variety? Unreal.Then again, I've never been a slave. Never followed someone through the desert. Never actually eaten manna with thousands of people. Regardless, it was a reminder to me to be aware that God appears in my life in very odd, very unique ways, and that I need to be aware at all times. And thankful. Definitely thankful. Even for bread.
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