How to Avoid Wormy Manna

“Moses said to them, ‘No one is to keep any of [the manna] until morning.’ But they did not listen to Moses; some kept part of it until morning, and it was full of worms and began to stink…” (Ex. 16:19-20).

“Those foolish Israelites!” We might think to ourselves, reading this story. “Didn’t they know God would keep His word to supply them with fresh manna every morning? Didn’t they know, after all the loving miracles He had performed to bring them out of slavery, that He would prove true to them?”

And yet, often, here we are, trying in very much the same way to dip into tomorrow’s provision. Into tomorrow’s manna. God promised to set out a fresh portion of daily bread in the morning. And the next morning. And the next. And every day for the rest of our lives. Yet we often are hunched up into knots trying to figure out a way to secure a safe tomorrow.

Worried

Is your strength enough? Is your wisdom enough? Can you carry the world on your shoulders? Can you make sure that North Korea refrains from pulling the trigger?

“Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?” (Luke 12:25, NIV) Jesus was actually asking a very practical question here. The obvious answer being, no one. No one can increase the length (or the quality) of their life by fretting. Not a one.

Then He went on to say, “Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?” (v. 26). Both questions are rhetorical. Both questions are pointed. Both questions are meant to convince us to give up our quest to single-handedly carry the weight of the world around all day every day.

We can’t dip into tomorrow’s manna today. It’s a waste of energy to even try to do so. Striving to work out our own future in our own strength can only yield rotten, stinking, wormy results. Let’s let Jesus carry all the days to come!

He loves you, dear one. Listen — He’s speaking. “There will be manna for your tomorrow, child. I promise. Come, please unload that heavy burden here into My capable hands. You don’t need to carry that any more. Yes, that’s right. I’ve got it. Now let me hold you. Shhhhhhh. Rest.”

 

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