That night all the
people of the community raised their voices and wept aloud. All the Israelites
grumbled against Moses and Aaron, and the whole assembly said to them, “If only
we had died in Egypt! Or in this desert! ... Wouldn’t it be better for us to go
back to Egypt?” And they said to each other, “We should choose a leader and go
back to Egypt”. Numbers 14:1-4
Here’s a question that calls
(please) for a strictly honest answer: Have you ever wished you had
never become a Christian?
It may not have been for
long; maybe just a brief phase. But you thought to yourself: “Hey, this
Christian life is pretty tough going! When I first got converted it was all so
exciting, so new, so fresh! But today...”
Perhaps you thought of all
those prayers faithfully prayed, but which never seem to have been answered. Or
the meetings you went to on dark, rainy evenings, when hardly anyone else
bothered to turn up. Or the tensions and disagreements which flared up from
time to time. You might even have thought of all the money you had given over
the years to the church and other good causes - boy, tot all that up and
perhaps you could have had the same sort of car as sits on your neighbour’s
drive...
And you looked back and
remembered the things you enjoyed in your pre-Christian days, but which you
chose to sacrifice for Jesus’ sake. Were they really so wrong? You looked at
your non-Christian friends and family and thought, “They seem to get on
perfectly well without God.” Mmm.
It happens. It happened in
the early church. The whole of the Letter to the Hebrews is concerned with this
very thing. Didn’t Jesus talk about it in the parable of the sower (see Matthew
13:18-23)?
So if your answer to my
question was “Well, yes, to be honest I have sometimes felt that way”, you can at least take some comfort from the
fact that you are in good (or perhaps I should say bad!) company.
And here it is, tucked away also
in the Book of Numbers. Remember the story...
God’s chosen people have
been slaves in Egypt, but, under Moses and Aaron, God has given them a dramatic
and miraculous liberation: the cruel tyrant Pharaoh has been humbled; the very
sea opened up before them to give them a route out! They head into the desert
with the faith that God will lead them to a wonderful new homeland, truly a “promised
land”.
But... it won’t be
quite yet. No, there will be a period of
journeying in the desert, and that won’t be easy.
And guess what? They get
disappointed and disillusioned.
And that leads to grumbling and discontent. And
that, in turn, leads to outright rebellion.
You can read about the
grumbling in (among other places) Numbers 11:4-6. Influenced by “the rabble”
(presumably hangers-on who had joined Israel to get out of Egypt), they hanker
after those lovely cucumbers, melons, leeks, onions and garlic they enjoyed in
Egypt. They get fed up with that boring, tasteless manna stuff (heavenly bread, in fact) which God sent to
feed them. “Give us meat and fish!” they cry.
The rebellion is described
here in chapter 14. This Moses is rubbish! Why don’t we just die right here in
the desert (don’t worry - that’s exactly what they will do)? And then these
shocking words: “We should choose a leader and go back to Egypt”.
What? What! They’ve witnessed the plagues in Egypt, from which
they were protected by God. They saw with their own eyes the waters open up for
them. They have rejoiced in the miraculous bread from heaven. They’ve met with
God in truly awesome fashion at Mount Sinai. They’ve seen demonstrations of
both God’s mercy and his severe judgment. And yet they can say, “We should
choose a leader and go back to Egypt”.
Can you believe it?
Suppose for a moment they had gone back to Egypt, tails between their legs,
humbling themselves before Pharaoh. I can’t really imagine what life would have
been like. But there’s one thing I’m sure of: it wouldn’t have been long before
they were grumbling again. After all, they’ve got plenty of “previous” when it
comes to that: see, for example, Exodus 15:24).
For us Christians, the
issues are generally two-fold when we are tempted to “go back to Egypt”. It’s
either the seductions of this corrupt world; or it’s the sheer hardship of the
cross-bearing business of following Jesus. (We’re not talking here about
intellectual difficulties regarding our faith, or about the kind of spiritual
crisis that sometimes happens: they’re a different matter altogether.)
I can only say: if that
temptation does rear its head, the thing to do is sit down with a cool, clear
mind, to pray with an honest heart, to remember the emptiness of the time
before you followed Jesus, to remember too the many blessings you have received.
And then to - once more - pick up your cross. You won’t regret it.
Heavenly Father,
thank you for the day you changed my life as I came to believe in Jesus and
follow him. However hard the way may sometimes be, help me to remain faithful
to him until that day I enter the promised land of your eternal kingdom. Amen.