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Stiff-necked people

I have a really stiff neck - literally. I woke up, stretched, and something popped. Now, moving my head is agony.

We are a stiff-necked people, aren't we? We refuse to look around us, perhaps view something in a different way. We have our eyes fixed straight ahead, on our own agenda and NOTHING is going to move our head to look at something else.

God calls us to view things differently - His way. That requires us to shift our gaze off of the horizon we've set for ourselves. We might have to look down at our own feet and realize they are moving in the wrong direction. We might have to look right, and see the neighbor in desperate need of our help, our prayer, our support. We might have to look left, and see that God has something completely different for us, something we've been stubbornly refusing to look at - even though we know it's there. Even though we know it's better that what we've had our eyes fixed upon. Even though we know it's best. No, we are a stiff-necked people.

"If I find favor with you, O Lord, do come along in our company. This is indeed a stiff-necked people; yet pardon our wickedness and sins, and receive us as your own." Ex 34:9

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