I was born in the desert
The nation of Israel wandered in the desert for 40 years. The disobedience of their forefathers put this burden on them. I’ve often heard that God will “ send you around the mountain again” if you don’t learn your lesson the first time. Excuse me, but that’s crap. We are human beings that keep working on something until we’re satisfied with the outcome or we are desperate for change. God has better things to do than to monitor my learning process. He leads me, but he doesn’t make me feel stupid if I don’t “get it” the first time. If you were a teacher , a good teacher. You’d develop patience and you’d try every way possible to communicate with your student. That was free. Anyway, I’ve been thinking about the children of promise that were born during those 40 years. Their ancestors lived with God directly leading them through dry land where water was, fresh water from a stone… He was a patient teacher and showed them over and over again who he was (is). The desert generation