When I was in college I took a course on the Old Testament. I loved going deeper into the stories that I had grown up learning about in church. The thing that I remember the most is studying the story of Moses and the Israelites. The more we read and talked about their journey from Egypt to the promised land, the more annoyed I was with them. I mean, how many times were they going to “grumble against Moses” and doubt God’s provision after all the miracles they had witnessed? Man, they were whiny. I kept thinking that if I had just walked THROUGH the Red Sea, I wouldn’t be worried about how God was going to take care of something as simple as my need for food and water.