How bread can keep me up late at night.

So, it is 4:14 in the morning, and I'm not asleep yet. "Why?" You may ask? Well, before I was going to go to sleep, I was going to get a glass of water. I went and poured myself a glass of water, and eyed this bread. It looked really good, so I decided to snag a little piece. I took it Aladdin style. No slices, just a bit of loaf! As I sat down and started eating it, I thought to myself, "Huh, I bet the Egyptians had to eat something like this when they were fleeing from Egypt. The bread was probably a lot worse, but still." I then asked myself why the Egyptians were complaining? I mean, God had just done some miraculous things in their life. He saved them from Pharaoh's clutches, and their children's lives were spared. Wouldn't they want to fully give their lives over to Him if they knew all that He could do? Sure, he gave them food, but it was the perfect amount to keep them living. They then requested quail, because it was something that they preferred more. Even when God gave it to them, they STILL complained.

When I thought this, I also thought of my own life. Have I not fully given my life to God, even though I know what miraculous things He can do? Is there something in my life that I feel is better (quail) than what He has me living on (bread)? Do I feel as if I prefer more than what God has in store? How often in life do I complain whenever God gives me the alternative? I know for a fact that God is watching out for me. I don't know why I always need to be in control of my life. In the end, it leaves me nowhere, or wanting more.

Christmas is coming up. In about ten days! I don't know, I'm just not as excited as I was previous years for Christmas. As the years go on, the more depressing it gets. I mean, I have watched probably about five Christmas movies this year; and that's it. I listen to Christmas music every once in a while, but not every single minute of every single hour. Maybe I'm just tired, but I feel as if I'll be a Scrooge soon enough. I won't become indulged in money, or anything like that, but my heart just isn't with it this year. I need direction.

All of these thoughts came to me because of a small piece of bread! It's crazy how the mind works! I felt in my heart that I needed to write this blog, even though I haven't written one in a long time. The first semester of college was good, and my grades were exceptionally good! That's what happens when I apply myself! Well, I still didn't finish drinking the water I poured, so I'm going to finish that, and go to bed. Goodnight!