Exodus 16:21: “Morning by morning they gathered it, as much as each needed; but when the sun grew hot, it melted.”
Thought for the Day: Our everyday doings, no matter how mundane, should be an grateful acts of worship to our great God and Provider.
I get weary of deciding what to cook for my family week in and week out, then having to actually cook. These are such mundane, tiresome tasks.
I have often wondered if the wandering Israelites felt the same, if they tired of manna—manna for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Did they tire of the taste, even though it was said to be delicious? Did they tire of having to gather it every morning, groaning, “Here I go again. Gotta get the manna.” Did they tire of the sameness, of the mundaneness of taste and task?
I was convicted by my ungratefulness as I was reminded by this story that manna was not mundane. It was given by God, as His blessing and promise of provision. The gathering and eating of manna were to be acts of worship to the Provider. The sameness a reminder of His faithfulness and steadfast love.
Dear ones, there is worship in the everyday mundane. In the cleaning of our homes. In the working at our jobs. In the caring of our children. In the cooking of our meals. Even in what we would consider meaningless. In the very lives we live, day in and day out, there is Someone to be worshipped and something to be grateful for.
Be encouraged. Be blessed.