Down this desert path, along the way the Lord has led, things are not as barren and lifeless as they at first appeared. Stretching to the horizon at the beginning of this way the lay of the land looked dry, desolate, and dreary. Heading down the path into the desert there have been places of oasis between the dusty paths from one place to another.
The children of Israel left Egypt and entered the desert because God led them there. If they were looking toward the desert they would see the glory of the Lord. In the desert every morning God provided manna – bread – to meet their daily needs. Thinking about how God met their needs leads me back to poetry, a poem I penned several years ago and fits my wanderings for today.
Bread of Life
Dew, settling and gone,
Sunrise
“Thin flakes like frost on the desert floor”1
Manna, bread for today.
A morning long ago,
Sunrise
Thin flakes of flayed skin on the chilling soil
Manna, bread of life
Provision today and eternity
Sunrise
Every morning is a new beginning with Jesus, Bread of Life, given to supply fresh nourishment for the tasks of the day. I awaken with a hungry soul and a listening heart seeking the food for the day. The needed provision was settled long before I entered this desert. His Words are “sweet to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!”2 The taste lingers on my tongue providing sustenance throughout the day.
“and in the desert. There you saw how the Lord your God carried you, as a father carries his son, all the way you went until you reached this place.” Deuteronomy 1:31
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1 Exodus 16:14
2 Psalm 119:103
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