But the LORD said to Moses and Aaron, "Because you did not trust in me enough to honor me as holy in the sight of the Israelites, you will not bring this community into the land I give them." – Numbers 20:12
Dear God,
You ain’t right!
Ok… I guess by definition that can’t be true… but I don’t know. I’m pretty upset. You asked me to face Pharaoh and be the instrument of your miracles so that the Israelites could be free.
I did it.
You asked me to hold up my staff so that the waters would stay parted and the people could cross.
I did it.
You asked me to dictate the laws, administer the laws, and oversee the building of your fancy Tent. You asked me to lead your people, these people who constantly whined about wanting to be back in slavery rather than walk the path to their promise. And when you lost patience with them I stepped in, and asked you to forgive them.
I have been patient for all of these years. I didn't even bat an eyelash when you said that the entire doubting generation wouldn't see the Promised Land. I was cool with that. I could wait forty years for you.
But I struck the rock and now I can’t go into the Promised Land?
That’s foul.
I don’t understand it.
Ok… it is true that when I needed help you provided it. You did work the miracles that brought us out of
Ok yes… you’re pretty gangsta.
I should have trusted in the power of your word. I should have trusted that words alone would bring water from the rock just like your words created the universe.
So I guess I was wrong. Sigh…
I just have one request. Can I at least see the Promised Land? Miriam and Aaron are already gone so I know I am not far behind them.
But if I can just see it… that would be enough for me.
Thanks.
Your Humble Servant,
Moses
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