The people of Israel called the bread manna. It was white like the coriander seed and tasted like wafers made with honey. Moses said, “This is what the Lord has commanded: ‘Take an Omer of manna and keep it for the generations to come, so they can see the bread I gave you to eat in the wilderness when I brought you out of Egypt.
You see, on prom night of 2015, I had a grand mal seizure that nearly killed me. By definition, a grand mal seizure causes a loss of consciousness and violent muscle contractions caused by abnormal elevated electrical activity throughout the brain. While waiting for a time of just the doctor and I, shivers creeped down my spine as he warned me of the seizure's severity, "I hope you know that your life is a miracle because that seizure easily could have killed you."
Alone in my quiet hospital room, I sobbed.
Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your soul. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
My dad walked up on stage just weeks after my seizure, with tears in his eyes, preparing for the commencement speech that he had been preparing for months. Still, with sorrow weaved into his heart, he stood with courage to speak life over the time when God almost called his daughter home. For He was restoring my soul.
With tears in my eyes, I look back and remember how far God has brought me. I remember lying down in my quiet hospital room, alone, hearing my heart beat on the monitor with cords connected everywhere, knowing that He was standing beside me. I was reminded of His intentionality. He reached into the pits of my soul and filled it with life once again.
Several months had passed of no driving and countless EEG's. It was supposed to be "that summer". The summer of travel, dorm room shopping, and soaking up all the time left with friends. Instead, it was a summer spent in doctor's offices.
It gave me joy knowing that no tear I shed was ever wasted. Each one stored in a bottle in the palm of His hand. His strength was my daily manna.
Gather your manna, find a table, and rest with your King.