I really enjoyed these chapters of Numbers. I especially liked Numbers 11, verses 10-15. First, I thought it served as a good reminder that God gets angry when we're whiny. It's not okay when you're three, and it's not okay when you're ninety-three. I think God wants us to ask politely for things; that can be an act of trust. But whining? Nobody likes hearing that.
Also, I love it when Moses is frank with God. I was really excited about this for a second or two and then my excitement dwindled. My first thought was, "yes! I can be sassy with God when I think He's put me in a crummy position!" I mean Moses got a little lippy there didn't he? With his hypotheticals? Of course, before I could even fire off a brazen little prayer it occurred to me, "but Moses earned that right." God has a purpose for me, surely, but let's not pretend it's equivocal to leading God's chosen people into their promised land. Let me not think for a second I have the devotion, discipline, and connectedness that Moses had. So, I still enjoy the frank talk between Moses and God, but I think I'll keep my prayers frank, but doused with respect too.
Finally I have to address the sibling rivalry going down in chapter 12. It's bound to happen, especially when one's brother (Moses) is so clearly the favorite! But I love that, "Moses cried out to the Lord, 'Please, God, heal her!'" There were no formalities, no offerings, just a raw plea for his sister who had wronged him. It's such a sweet, human side of Moses I find very touching. I don't know what got into Miriam that she was causing trouble for her already stresssed-out baby brother, but we know she loves him. Here is a painting by Anna Angelou of Miriam looking out for baby Moses: