Well, we are about to begin our journey through Leviticus, Numbers, and Deuteronomy, which are probably some of the toughest books to get through.  However, I do really like how the Daily Bible has them broken up and categorized for easier reading.  But before we get there, let’s take a look at my favorite verse from last week.  We are still traveling through the desert with Moses, and we witness as he climbs Mount Sinai to talk with God.  Talk with God? Can you even fathom what it must have been like to go up on a mountain and chat with God for forty days?!  I certainly can’t.  Then when he reemerges from the cloud covered mountain, Moses is carrying the two tablets inscribed with the Ten Commandments.

It really just blows my mind that Moses was talking to God, and then was given these two tablets that were personally created by Him!  I was totally struggling with the idea of physically receiving something from God because it just seems so unrelatable in today’s world.  But then I had to pause.  How many times have little things (or big, major, life altering things) happened and I just knew that it was God?  Certainly too many to count.

If your eyes and your heart are open to all of the wonders that God has waiting for you, His gifts are abundant and hard to overlook.  For example, Kyle has been wanting to send the Gospel of John to a friend.  He’s been talking about it for weeks, but since we’re wrapping up things here in Austin and preparing to head south for Spring Training, we haven’t gotten around to buying a copy to send.  Today in the mail, we received the Gospel of John from somewhere in Michigan.  Michigan?!  That’s one of the few states where we’ve never even actually lived!  How on Earth did this booklet make it’s way to our mailbox?  It’s a total God thing.  Just a little gift from Him to help us spread His Word to those we love.

Things like this happen all the time, but this was just the most recent (like within the last half hour recent) occurrence.  So while it’s not exactly two stone tablets personally inscribed by the finger of God, it’s pretty dang close.  And hey, I didn’t have to go camp on a mountain for forty days to get it.  God knows me so well.  Camping just isn’t my thing.

Best & Blessings,
Rachel