I was reading Numbers eleven today. It’s easy to criticize the Israelites, but honestly are we much better? They were tired of eating the same thing every day. They were tired of walking in the dessert. It seemed like the difficulties were never ending. Can we relate? Dealing with the same thing again after weeks of this. Why? I want to kick and scream and complain. Why do I get to have this particular lesson? Here is where the choice comes. Do I curse God and hope for an end, or do I trust Him anyway. I can be honest; I am still not so happy about the way of things, but there will be no cursing. God always has a plan. Even when I can’t understand it.