With dismay, we watch the Israelites complaining in the wilderness, knowing their complaints will cost them 40 years of traveling. Then, we complain about everything under the sun, including the sun, thinking we have every right to complain. However, we undermine our joy and our time with our complaints. You provide for us, Lord! No matter what we think, You will make a way through the wilderness. Teach us to praise through the same lips that complain, so we can be a blessing to our
neighbors and ourselves. In Jesus’ name. Amen.