September 21, 2018
“Please, please,” I pleaded with my father, “don’t make me go back there.”
A tough adjustment.
But he didn’t give in. We had just arrived from Bolivia and unable to speak or understand English, attending school was torture for me.
Back then, there were no ESL classes. There was no dial one for Spanish. There were no teachers who spoke Spanish. Thus, seated at my desk in the back of the classroom, my 12-year-stomach cramped trying to understand the teacher.
Sixth grade girls surrounded my desk, pointed at me, whispering to each other. I did look different, wearing regular clothes from Bolivia rather than the plaid skirts and white blouses they all wore.
They also found my pierced ears to be bizarre. In 1964, pierced ears for young girls was strangely odd.
But to me, everything about our new life in America seemed odd. Once back from school and in our small apartment, I whined about the painful experience. I asked over and over again why we had to leave Bolivia where I had friends, where I was accepted, and invited to join the games at recess.
The complaining continued.
Eventually, we learned to speak English, made friends and embraced the American culture. And now well-adjusted, you would think as an adult my whining stopped. It didn’t. I complained when things went wrong. When my plans fell apart. When my dreams remained as dreams. And when those I loved failed me.
So sad; I was no different than the Israelites when, in the heat of the desert, they growled and shook their sweaty fists at God. With no shame, they had turned into pioneers in the whining department as recorded in the book of Exodus:
As Pharaoh approached, the Israelites looked up, and there were the Egyptians, marching after them. They were terrified and cried out to the LORD. They said to Moses, “Was it because there were no graves in Egypt that you brought us to the desert to die? What have you done to us by bringing us out of Egypt? Didn’t we say to you in Egypt, ‘Leave us alone; let us serve the Egyptians?’ It would have been better for us to serve the Egyptians than to die in the desert!”
Can you blame them?
They were probably exhausted, hungry, tired, and thirsty and discontentment was the topic of conversation around the campfire each night.
We get that way sometimes too, don’t we? Deep into our own struggles, we end up terrified like the Israelites. We grumble in the hot desert of frustration. And as we trudge through the dry land of conflict, of uncertainty and nervousness, we desperately look to be rescued.
Though we look around, we can’t see God, who’s ready to do the rescuing. We’re too busy grumbling. And no matter how we try to get away, the Egyptians called stress and anxiety come after us, threatening to ruin our day.
God’s mercy shows up.
But they ruin nothing because no matter what time or how much we complain, God’s mercy shows up like morning dew, with a fresh promise to deliver us.
“Moses answered the people, ‘Do not be afraid. Stand firm and you will see the deliverance the LORD will bring you today. The Egyptians you see today you will never see again. The LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still.’” (Exodus 14: 10-14)
God, almighty and faithful, will fight our battles. He will lift up the weapons of His power. Our job is simple: to be still. And in that stillness of God’s presence is when our nights know His peace. In the still of our heart is when His whisper brushes through. And in the still of the moment is when contentment walks and settles in for good.
Let’s Pray
Father, thank you for the gift of contentment found only in silent, still moments in Your presence. No matter what pursues me or threatens me, I pray contentment is what I’ll find in the quiet moments with You. In Jesus’ name, amen.
In the midst of your hectic life, what keeps you from being still?
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Janet
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Absolutely spot on, Janet. When people say, “I’ll know it’s God’s will if things all fall into place,” I wonder. Does God want to remove all our discomfort, when it’s actually when we’re being stretched and challenged that we have our seasons of growth. God’s will isn’t always Easy Street; sometimes we simply have to trust him for our strength and walk through that desert place.
Oh, yes, my dear Janet. During mountaintops we’re standing, connected to the circumstance, but during the valleys, we’re on our knees, connected to Him.
Thanks for your note…I so appreciate each word you write!
You and I have had tough seasons, sister of the name! And we’ve seen God’s hand in our lives and in our children’s lives. I’m thankful for each day.
Janet, you showed up in my in box through a daily devotional I signed up for. Your joy in the Lord despite your trials spoke to my weary heart. I have ordered and read Simply Salsa and Trials of Today, Treasures of Tomorrow. I read straight through each, asking the Lord to show me what I am missing and why my trials are consuming me. I am still struggling, but am looking to our Lord for the victory over my hard season. I am thankful to have found your blog. Thank you, Janet, your words mean so very much to this sister in Christ.
Dear Tamara,
What joy to read your kind words. Thank you!
I’m delighted that we’re connected.
It’s a deep encouragement to reach lovely friends like you, though struggling, know the goodness of God to lift us up from the valleys and set our feet on solid ground.
Thank you for reading my books too!
I hope you continue to read God’s message through my writing, dear Tamara!
In His grace,
Janet