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Do you remember the first time you saw the movie, The Ten Commandments? I do. I was about ten years old when my parents took me to our local movie house. The images on the wide screen - in living Technicolor no less - made everything look so real and with the surround sound audio bouncing off the walls, well everything else became pretty scary. I remember hiding my eyes at times and thinking how I would always fear God.
Years later, when I watched the movie at home on my twenty-seven inches color TV, with mono sound, the images were no longer scary, but the message came across louder and clearer. Now through grown up eyes, I saw each plaque as a true miracle of God and the grand daddy of all miracles – the parting of the Red Sea - made me sit up and look at my relationship with the Lord in a new and daunting way.
I saw how much like Pharaoh I could be. . .
How many times has God told me to do something and I refused to do so. Over the years, I know He has told me to, let my fears go, let my pride go, let my doubt go? Yet, I still felt the panic rise within, I still was absorbed in my own self-importance, and I hung on to all my uncertainties with much fear and trepidation.
I wonder how many difficulties I have unnecessarily gone through because of my own disobedience and failure to hear and obey the commands of God?
I saw how much like the Children of Israel I was at times. . .
How many times have I wandered about in confusion, hemmed in by my own lack of faith? I wonder how many pillars of light God has sent me in my darkest hours and failed to see His grace beaming behind me – while the radiance of His mercy went before me.
I wonder how often I kept my mind on the obstacles ahead of me and not the possibilities of what God could do for me. How many times did I pray for the Lord to give me direction and when He did, instead of being thankful, I complained that it really wasn’t where I wanted to be.
I saw the walls of the Red Sea as barriers not miracles . . .
Oh, I can count the times when Satan and his army chased after me and how fearful I would become. How I let him put up the barriers that kept me from experiencing God's miracles for my life.
I can't begin to count the times the Lord said to me, do not be afraid, standstill, and I will save and rescue you. But, I didn’t believe He would or could. Instead of waiting for the Lord to get me out of a situation; I would take matters into my own hands and end up with the walls - those He put up for my protection - come crashing down on me.
Although, I have never been swept to sea, I have definitely been carried away from God blessings by the lack of my faith. I cannot help but to wonder - just how many miles on solid ground I could have walked - if I only trusted God more with my every step!
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