Before anything else, let me thank Mr. Gary of Agape Touch. You are a great blessing as well. :) God bless you!
One of the stories that has been told to me since I was a kid was the story of Moses. I’ve always loved his story because it was so majestic and all that. I mean, who would not be awed to see the Red Sea parting, or water coming from a rock and all that? Plus, I’ve always thought Moses’ story was easy to understand because it was just composed of people who Moses was leading through the desert — stubborn, hard-headed people, that is. Much like me. ;)
Anyway, one of the parts of Moses and the Israelites’ story was where God provided food for them: meat in the form of quails and bread in the form of manna (Exodus 16:11-17). I thought that was so good of God to do that, and I thought His follow up instructions of gathering enough manna for the day (Exodus 16:16, 19) was just His way of disciplining His people so that there would not be any leftovers or spillage, plus to get their obedience in check. And of course, being the hard-headed people they are, they did not listen to God and gathered more than what they needed for the day.
Just the same, I sort of had this mentality that those “Jesus experiences” I’ve been in would be enough to last me for a long time. It’s like what happened after my own YFC Youth Camp: I didn’t know why, but I was on a spiritual high for the next few days. The same feeling lingered everytime I attended and served in camps, conferences and praisefests. No matter how tired I was after that event, I was always so happy and peaceful afterwards and that lasted the next few days. And when the feeling is gone (*cue music*), everything suddenly loses its sheen and plunges back into the ordinary: the wind where you felt God’s presence so much the day before ends up smelling like vehicle smoke, you no longer find joy in the people you live with or work with and the smallest things annoy the heck out of you.
What happened to that “high on Jesus” thing then?