“What is this?”, I demand, frustrated that God would allow this. “What is this?”, I cry, in anguish that God would allow this. “What is this?”, I sigh, exhausted that God would allow this. What is this thing that disrupts me from my day, my life, my comfort, my routine? What is this thing that once again disproportionately affects marginalized communities who have experienced the systemic oppression of food and housing insecurity and healthcare inequality for centuries? What is this thing that exposes and highlights the compounding of racial disparities and blatant prejudices? Manna is manhu, which in Hebrew translates to “What is this.” It’s an honest and brutal question. The Israelites were starving in the desert and when God gave them something to eat, they had the audacity to ask, “What is this?” But here I see the same audacity creep into my heart, my thoughts, my prayers. I question everything He places in my life and instead question, “What is this? How dare you
Amen. Thanks for the reminder, sister.
ReplyDeleteAmen, hallelujah! Love love love this. Thank you!
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DeleteThank you so much, Charity!!! Love love love!!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful song Charity! Thank you for sharing this with us. - Joel
ReplyDeleteA sweet gift indeed. Thank you, Charity, for a pure and sweet voice expressing a pure and sweet truth about a God who has all we need.
ReplyDeleteI have all that I need. So simple, but so true. I will be whispering those words, in your singing voice, to myself all through this scary season. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteAmen! Wonderful.
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