either we trust Him, or we don't

Psalm 106:24

The people refused to enter the pleasant land,

for they wouldn't believe his promise to care for them.

Let me amplify that sad, sad verse so we can all understand what's going on here.

The newly release from Egypt children of Israel refused to enter the Promised Land of Canaan,

for these Hebrews wouldn't believe the promise from omnipotent God of the universes to take care of them as they invaded Canaan.

These are the people who watched God send plagues on Egypt – including one where the firstborn of every Egyptian, including Pharaoh, was killed – yet they were unharmed.

These are the people who watched the Red Sea part, walked across the Red Sea on dry land, & then saw the Red Sea swallow if & kill Pharaoh's army.

They say a pillar of smoke form over them during the day to shade them in the brutal desert as they traveled to Canaan.

They lived with a pillar of fire by night given to them to give them light to see by & something to keep them warm.

And they saw a whole lot of other stuff along the way that God was taking care of them as they traveled to Canaan.

But for some reason, when they got to Canaan, they saw the task at hand of conquering the land & just slam didn't believe God would come through for them.

Amazing, isn't it?!

But before we consign the Hebrews to a status of dumber than dirt, think about this...

how many of us live our lives witnessing how God comes through for us time & time again,

and then He challenges us to trust Him on something (big or small) & we're hesitant to be it or do it because we're not completely sure He'll come through for us?

Yeah, we're just like those children of Israel saying no to God at the border of Canaan – we just don't trust Him. Yes, He has come through before, but we're just not real sure if He will on this particular situation.

I know I'm like that – I know you are too.

In the last 5 years particularly, I have been challenged again & again by this simple thought...

I either trust Him, or I don't.

Judging from the whining that has defined my life, I would say I don't.

I'm just like the children of Israel.

How about you?