Painting Pictures of Egypt

Today’s Reading:  Deuteronomy 1 – 3:20

My wife, son and I are on a bit of a vacation right now.  We have been in 7 countries in 8 days.  It sounds like a lot, but here in Western Europe it is rather easy.  Just the first day we left Netherlands, went through Belgium and spent the night in France.  Later in the week we visited Monaco and Italy.  Just yesterday we had breakfast in Milan, Italy saying grazie and boun giorno, We stopped in Switzerland for lunch saying Danke shon and Guten Tag and we had dinner in Strasbourg, France saying Merci and bon soir

We are going to have nothing but great memories of this vacation.  We will forget about the rude waiters, garbage on the streets, graffiti everywhere, dog poop on the sidewalks, over priced coffee, stinky bathrooms, traffic and crazy drivers in Milan.  Instead we will remember the beautiful sites, magnificent churches, great vistas, wonderful meals and nicest people.  That is typical, we make romantic the things we have experienced.  We often forget the struggles we have been through.  We forget from where we have come.

Today we began the reading of Deuteronomy.  Just by its name we can learn about the meaning of the book – it is the second law.  It’s purpose was to recite exactly what has happened to and what is expected of the Israelite people.  It has been 40 years since the people left Egypt.  They left a life of slavery to the Egyptian people.  They were a captive nation eating onions and making bricks.  They were persecuted and deprived of their freedom.  God picked them up and delivered them from Egypt and now he is about to bring them to the promised land.

But as we reflect on the readings of the last weeks and as we are reminded in today’s reading, the people at times looked romantically at their time as slaves.  When times got rough, they looked fondly on the old days, forgetting how it was.

As we were driving yesterday we were playing Conversations, by Sara Groves. It is a great song that brings out the truths of this idea that while God is doing things for us today – we often look fondly and romantically at the times before we walked with God.

 

Painting Pictures of Egypt

By Sara Groves

Verse 1:
I don’t want to leave here
I don’t want to stay
It feels like pinching to me either way
The places I long for the most
Are the places where I’ve been
They are calling after me like a long lost friend

Verse 2:
It’s not about losing faith
It’s not about trust
It’s all about comfortable
When you move so much
The place I was wasn’t perfect
But I had found a way to live
It wasn’t milk or honey
But then neither is this

Chorus:
I’ve been painting pictures of Egypt
Leaving out what it lacked
The future seems so hard
And I want to go back
But the places that used to fit me
Cannot hold the things I”ve learned
And those roads closed off to me
While my back was turned

Verse 3:
The past is so tangible
I know it by heart
Familiar things are never easy to discard
I was dying for some freedom
But now I hesitate to go
Caught between the promise
And the things I know

(end bridge)
If it comes too quick
I may not recognize it
Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?
If it comes too quick
I may not appreciate it
Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?

About plimtuna

I am just an average guy trying to find his way along this journey of life. I am definitely middle aged. I am definitely happily married with a wife and two children. Personally, I have a passion for things eternal. Professionally, I have a passion for things that are securely in control.
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