Then you will know that I am the Lord your God. It’s stated over (vs.8:22) and over (vs.9:16) and over (vs.10:2) and over (vs.13:16) and over (vs.14:18) and over (16.12).
Don’t they know by now? If we were to ask one of the Israelites, surely he/she would admit that the Lord is God, the one who brought them out of Egypt. So, why the constant need for God’s reminders? Because they think they are grumbling against Moses…not against their God.
When they complain, they don’t curse God. They curse Moses. “Was it because there were no graves in Egypt that you brought us to the desert to die?” (vs.14:11) “If only we had died by the Lord’s hand in Egypt! There we sat around pots of meat and ate all the food we wanted, but you have brought us out into this desert to starve this entire assembly to death.”(vs.16:3)
First of all, they couldn’t see the blessing through their discomfort. They were more “comfortable” in the oppression of slavery than in the promise of freedom, so they spent their days looking back instead of forward. Second, they expected a human being to keep them safe and make them happy.
Don’t I wish that I could simply shake my head at the Israelites for being so pitiful. But I can’t…because I’m one of them. Discomfort sometimes speaks louder than blessing, because I let it. Because I forget which direction to look. And I’m quick to grumble against people: Why does she…? If only he…?
But Exodus Sixteen lands a direct hit, when Moses tells the people, “You are not grumbling against us (Moses & Aaron), but against the Lord.” (vs.8) What might seem like justified observations (it’s a nicer word than complaints) is really just the revelation of an ungrateful heart. And misplaced trust.
May I show God that I know he is Lord; with actions and words. When I’m frustrated, may I turn to Him…not to people. When I’m afraid, may he be my safety. When I’m uncomfortable, may he be my comfort. And when I can’t see the good, may he open my eyes and remind me where to look.