Wilderness Water

In the wilderness they were thirsty and the rock gave water.

In the wilderness they were hungry and the ground gave bread.

In the wilderness they were lost and the cloud led them.

I keep expecting the provision to come from obvious places.

From the stable job, the accumulated savings, the plan that made sense when I made it.

But God seems to prefer the wilderness method: supply that has no natural explanation, provision that cannot be attributed to my own foresight or cleverness, bread that did not exist yesterday and will not keep until tomorrow.

Perhaps this is the point.

Not that God enjoys making things difficult. But that in the wilderness, when the water comes from the rock, you know exactly where it came from.