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Let Me Know

"Let me know," was the prayer of Moses after he had dealt with the reality of his people gone astray.  He had just spent forty long days on a mountain top with God, and returned to those who had grown inpatient with his delay.  They had sought to replace God with an imitation god of gold.  The aftermath was ugly, the people had been punished, ring leaders had died, and now once again it's back to square one with developing people into sincere followers of the one true God.  Moses hears that an angel will go before them as they set out for the promised land, but that is not the same as the presence of God going before them.  He pleads, intercedes once again, humbly asking God to remember the favor He has shown to him in the past and wants to know that indeed God Himself will go with them.  "Let me know," is the theme of his prayer.

"Let me know."  I have prayed the same.  Part of the dilemma of being human is that we just don't know.  We can't predict the future, not even the next breath of life.  We live by what we have experienced in the past, hopefully learning from mistakes and going forward into a day of great unknowns.  Amy Grant sings, "It's Better Not to Know," and in some ways we come to embrace that more, since we have no hold on future outcomes.  But perhaps that wasn't the intent of Moses' plea,  perhaps it was to just be reassured that no matter the days ahead, God was with Him.

"Let me know."  Yes, I too want to know that God is here in my days.  I want to pay attention to the ways, even the small and subtle ways He is reminding me.  I do hang on to His words I read, and look for reminders throughout the day.  I have chosen to recognize God's goodness whenever a butterfly crosses my path, I find myself smiling with the beauty of the fluttering wings bobbing around me.  Perhaps, that is all I need to know is that no matter the way of life turns out for me, God is already here in my days, His presence has never left, I just haven't paid attention.  

"Let me know," is ultimately to say
 "that my finding grace in Thine eyes may become a reality. " 
(Keil & Delitizsch, Biblical Commentary on The OT,  vol II, p. 235.)

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