“Be careful that you do not forget the Lord, who brought you out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery.”
—Deuteronomy 6:12 (NIV)
Reflection:
The Israelites had seen the sea split, water gush from rocks, and bread fall from the sky. They’d witnessed walls crumble from worship. And yet—over and over—they doubted. Complained. Forgot.
I don’t think it was just short-term memory loss.
They forgot because they were human.
Not just mentally—but spiritually.
Their hearts turned inward. Their fear got louder than their faith. And yes, sometimes they sinned—doing what was right in their own eyes instead of trusting the God who had been faithful.
Scripture is clear: forgetting God isn’t a light thing.
It’s not just a lapse—it’s a drift. A slow erosion of trust.
But it’s also something God understands. Over and over, He calls His people back—not just with warnings, but with covenant compassion.
And we forget too.
We remember the Red Sea, but wonder if it will part again.
We remember the manna, but question where our next provision will come from.
We forget—not always out of rebellion, but out of weariness.
Sometimes our forgetfulness isn’t faithlessness—it’s fatigue.
It’s grief masked as grumbling.
It’s doubt masked as distance.
It’s fear masked as frustration.
It’s uncertainty masked as unbelief.
Faith doesn’t ignore those tensions.
It names them.
And it chooses to stay.
Real faith isn’t expecting God to always do what He did—
It’s trusting He’s still the same God when He moves in ways we didn’t expect.
Prayer:
God, I confess—I’ve forgotten.
Not because You aren’t faithful, but because I’ve grown weary in the waiting.
I’ve expected You to show up the same way You did before, and when You didn’t, I felt lost.
So today, I’m not asking for a repeat miracle. I’m asking for renewed trust.
Help me hold onto who You are, even when I don’t understand what You’re doing.
Amen.
Breath Prayer:
Inhale: You are the same God…
Exhale: Even when the way is different.
Prompt for Reflection or Journaling:
Where have I grown discouraged because God hasn’t answered like He once did?
What truth do I need to hold onto about who He is, even when how He moves changes?