The story of Israel wandering the desert is such a remarkable lesson to me. It's funny because not only had they experienced the miracles of the exodus, but they daily received food, guidance, law, and shelter from God. Daily. Almost immediately, they became so complacent with the manna God gave to them and with fact that miracles were happening, they began to sin and fall away. And it took them MUCH longer than it needed to for them to reach the promised land. I can't say I blame them. I am just like those guys. God works such miracles in my life. I try to write them down. From finding a cell phone in rocks on a jetty, to providing me a way through graduate school, I can look back and literally see God writing a love story to me through my life. He is constant in his provisions and blessings. Some I ask for, some I don't. But all of them point me to the fact that He is a generous, loving, kind, glorious Lord. But I so often forget. I get complacent. My day goes on, and...