There are times we don’t understand. There are times when it hurts more than we thought it would. There are times when the aching hole becomes an terrifying abyss. There are times when tears are not enough.
There are times when we must – – –
“Look to the LORD and his strength; seek his face always.” — 1 Chronicles 16:11
Tragedies and miracles happen in this world. We bumble around and whine or cheer depending on our perception of the events. Blaming or praising. Cursing or Singing. Weeping or laughing.
But – there are times when we must – – –
“….stand on a rock.”~Ex 33:21
Passover starts tonight. It was a time of tragedy and miracles.It was a time of fear. A time of excitement. A time living the reality of bondage. A time with hints of freedom. A time of fearful doubts. A time of scary decisions. A time when most chose to stay within the constrictions of Egypt and not follow the strange elder calling for them to follow him into the freedom of the dessert.
There are times to curl into the cleft of the rock – – –
“When My glory passes by, I will put you in a cleft in the rock and cover you with My hand until I have passed by” Ex 33:22.
Jewish tradition says that hindsight is the only way we can see why things happen as they do, because we can only see the back of God. Seeing Him face-to-face would be greater than anything we could handle. Knowing the reasons and the whys of all the things of which must come together to bring us back to Him would overwhelm us – paralyze us. Infinite ramifications. Choices. Options. Circling time. Generation-to-generation of entwining love. Sinful mortality being pursued by pure Grace.
“Then I will remove my hand and you will see my back; but my face must not be seen.” Ex 33:23
Those who stayed behind in Egypt probably never knew what happened to the others who had followed Moshe into the desert. Non-existent technology. Communications limited. There are times that I have wondered if – when they pulled their head out of the clef of the rock – did they see God’s back or did they just go doing the same old things they had always done as if nothing had ever occurred?
There are times when faith leads us to decisions. There are times when faith leads us to miracles. There are times when Grace blesses our wisdom, and we see His indistinct back fading into the distance. There are times when we leave everything behind even the yeast of our lives to follow the One who leads us into a desert. A desert of freedom. A desert filled with enough manna and water that we will never be hungry or thirsty again.
There are times when we fall on our knees and humbly whisper: Baruch Hashem, Adonai.