Grumbling People

September 20, 2020 16th Sunday After Pentecost Exodus 16: 1-30 Year A Grumbling People Opening Song Welcome Opening Prayer Lord, who lifts us up, reside in our hearts today. Help us to listen closely for your word to us. Remind us that you are always with us, throughout all of our lives. Give us confidence in your presence, so that we may go into your world ready to witness to your love through our works and our deeds, for we pray these things in Jesus’ name. AMEN. Stewardship Moment Invitation to the Offering (Philippians 1, Exodus 16, Matthew 20, Psalm 105) Whatever our struggles, whatever our miracles, whatever our burdens, whatever our fruitful labor, we are thankful for the blessings from God and from God's good creation. As signs of that gratitude, let us offer now our tithes and gifts. Offering Prayer (Psalm 105) God of abundance, receive these gifts with thanks from your people, we pray. May they and we help your love and grace flow like rivers in deserts of need. Amen. Scripture Wilderness food: manna and quail 16 The whole Israelite community set out from Elim and came to the Sin desert, which is located between Elim and Sinai. They set out on the fifteenth day of the second month[a] after they had left the land of Egypt. 2 The whole Israelite community complained against Moses and Aaron in the desert. 3 The Israelites said to them, “Oh, how we wish that the LORD had just put us to death while we were still in the land of Egypt. There we could sit by the pots cooking meat and eat our fill of bread. Instead, you’ve brought us out into this desert to starve this whole assembly to death.” 4 Then the LORD said to Moses, “I’m going to make bread rain down from the sky for you. The people will go out each day and gather just enough for that day. In this way, I’ll test them to see whether or not they follow my Instruction. 5 On the sixth day, when they measure out what they have collected, it will be twice as much as they collected on other days.” 6 So Moses and Aaron said to all the Israelites, “This evening you will know that it was the LORD who brought you out of the land of Egypt. 7 And in the morning you will see the LORD’s glorious presence, because your complaints against the LORD have been heard. Who are we? Why blame us?” 8 Moses continued, “The LORD will give you meat to eat in the evening and your fill of bread in the morning because the LORD heard the complaints you made against him. Who are we? Your complaints aren’t against us but against the LORD.” 9 Then Moses said to Aaron, “Say to the whole Israelite community, ‘Come near to the LORD, because he’s heard your complaints.’” 10 As Aaron spoke to the whole Israelite community, they turned to look toward the desert, and just then the glorious presence of the LORD appeared in the cloud. 11 The LORD spoke to Moses, 12 “I’ve heard the complaints of the Israelites. Tell them, ‘At twilight you will eat meat. And in the morning you will have your fill of bread. Then you will know that I am the LORD your God.’” 13 In the evening a flock of quail flew down and covered the camp. And in the morning there was a layer of dew all around the camp. 14 When the layer of dew lifted, there on the desert surface were thin flakes, as thin as frost on the ground. 15 When the Israelites saw it, they said to each other, “What[b] is it?” They didn’t know what it was. Moses said to them, “This is the bread that the LORD has given you to eat. 16 This is what the LORD has commanded: ‘Collect as much of it as each of you can eat, one omer[c] per person. You may collect for the number of people in your household.’” 17 The Israelites did as Moses said, some collecting more, some less. 18 But when they measured it out by the omer, the ones who had collected more had nothing left over, and the ones who had collected less had no shortage. Everyone collected just as much as they could eat. 19 Moses said to them, “Don’t keep any of it until morning.” 20 But they didn’t listen to Moses. Some kept part of it until morning, but it became infested with worms and stank. Moses got angry with them. 21 Every morning they gathered it, as much as each person could eat. But when the sun grew hot, it melted away. 22 On the sixth day the people collected twice as much food as usual, two omers per person. All the chiefs of the community came and told Moses. 23 He said to them, “This is what the LORD has said, ‘Tomorrow is a day of rest, a holy Sabbath to the LORD. Bake what you want to bake and boil what you want to boil. But you can set aside and keep all the leftovers until the next morning.’” 24 So they set the leftovers aside until morning, as Moses had commanded. They didn’t stink or become infested with worms. 25 The next day Moses said, “Eat it today, because today is a Sabbath to the LORD. Today you won’t find it out in the field. 26 Six days you will gather it. But on the seventh day, the Sabbath, there will be nothing to gather.” 27 On the seventh day some of the people went out to gather bread, but they found nothing. 28 The LORD said to Moses, “How long will you refuse to obey my commandments and instructions? 29 Look! The LORD has given you the Sabbath. Therefore, on the sixth day he gives you enough food for two days. Each of you should stay where you are and not leave your place on the seventh day.” 30 So the people rested on the seventh day. Sermon Murmuring, whining, complaining, lamenting, grumbling, expressing resentment. Whatever you want to call it, it seems to be the favorite pastime of God’s people. There is always something to complain about in the church. Much of the new testament is dedicated to telling us how not to be complainers. But we do it anyway. It reminds me of the story of a lady who was a veritable fount of complaints. Her pastor came by to see her one day and she began to enumerate some of her complaints: “The neighbor’s children are so noisy . . . People at the church never come to see me . . . my arthritis is getting worse . . . the weather has been so terrible . . .” On and on she went with one complaint after the other. Finally, she said, “But do you know, Pastor, I have had the worst headache all week, but suddenly while talking with you, it’s gone.” The pastor sighed and said, “Oh, no. Your headache didn’t disappear. I have it now.” But before you think that I am making a statement about a possible issue in our church, I want to say upfront that this sermon is about a scripture in Exodus. That is the them of the scripture. I am just unpacking the scripture. We are talking about the people of Israel. That is what Israel means – one who wrestles with God. One who has a God given right to complain to God and to expect an answer. God says in this scripture passage, as he has said many time before. I have heard the complaints of my people and I am compelled to give them an answer. I may not be the answer that they are looking for – but it is an answer. So there is nothing wrong with complaining. It is a part of our condition –it is who we are and it is what we do. Deborah Block: People complain - God Hears - God Responds-People Respond • How are we responding to God’s gift? The major theme of the entire old testament – is remember who you are and remember who God is. Look at your life, your story and see that God has provided in so many different ways – each and every time that you needed God. Our scripture for today is literally a story about a grumbling in the tummies of the Isrealites, but there was also a grumbling in their spirits. This story has a lot of symbolism behind the actions of the story. This is the most famous story in the world. The Israelites have been called out of Egypt into the wilderness. They are looking for a peaceful place to worship God. Just three months ago they are celebrating the parting of the Red Sea and their triumph over the Egytpians. But now this trip is getting a little old. They don’t know where they are going, they don’t know how to survive. They are acting like any young child who will continually ask are we there yet, I am hungry, I have to go to the bathroom, I am tired. With uncertainty come grumbling. Exodus can also be called the book of grumbling. They complain at the stop before this that the water is bitter. In the story after this they complain that they will die of thirst. Today they are hungry and have nothing to eat. There are no fast food restaurants along the way, so they don’t know how they are going to eat. God provides quail and manna for them. Perhaps you are familiar with the cartoon Kudzu. It's a cartoon about a preacher by the name of Rev. Will B. Dunn, who looks rather goofy, wears a wide-brim black hat, but who tries hard to provide ministry to people who are silly and self-serving. In one of the Kudzu cartoons Rev. Will B. Dunn is shown reading from the pulpit Bible the Lord's Prayer: "Give us this day our daily ... low-fat, low-cholesterol, salt-free bread. I have to give God credit. God not only provides, God provides a nutritious well balanced meal – a protein source and some type of bread. It is enough to sustain them. What is interesting is that if you think back to the story of them leaving Egypt – what did they bring with them? Livestock and supplies. They could not have been that hungry if they refused to kill their livestock. I am sure that they ate all of the unleavened bread they bought with them, but they did not kill their livestock because their animals would have been so much of a investment in their future, they would not have like to seem them killed for anyreason. Their livestock would not have mattered, because this is a story about how God provides. Quail would have been migrating at the same time they were traveling, God provided enough quail for them every night. God also gave them white stuff on the ground every morning. Manna literally means what is it? Bread and meat every day. What more can you ask for? But this bread and meat also represent spiritual food. Meat, sustenance, the main point, the meat of the matter? What is the meat of our faith? The meat is that God provides so we need to trust God. And bread – is symbolic for teachings that feed our soul. Jesus says that it is the bread that fulfills our souls. My first appointment – Emmanual United Methodist Church in North Chicago. The lay leader and I used to visit the shut ins every month. It was always a joy to visit these people and to get to know each of them and their stories. Fay was blind and hard of hearing, so it was always an interesting visit. She couldn’t see me, so it took her a few months to realize why I was visiting her every month. When she knew that the pastor was there, she would break out into the song Bread of Heaven. We would sing it together before giving her communion. That is just one of many songs about God providing our daily bread. Another, new mercies I see day by day. In the Lord’s prayer we even say – Give us this day our daily bread. Jesus tells us to pray only for the day – don’t worry so much about tomorrow, there is enough evil in the one day to deal with. Learning to expect our daily bread is the most important point in this story. That is a hard lesson in this day and age. We want to plan ahead, we want to know the answers now, we want to know how the story ends. In the modern world we are not willing to base our lives on an uncertainty. In the book In search of Stones, Scott Peck says that we love adventure – but if you know ahead of time how you will get there, what to expect, and how you will get there – it is not really an adventure. Faith is looking at your life and realizing how God was present for you each step of the way. If we know the story ahead of time it is not faith. A seminary professor in India noticed the interesting contrast the Indians have between grace and faith. They point to the cat and the monkey. The cat holds and carries its kittens with no assistance required from the kittens. It is pure grace. The little monkey has to hold onto its mother and this illustrates faith. Yet even the monkey is carried by its mother which brings us back to grace. The people of God live in both grace and faith. We have to look for God’s grace in every day, every moment. This poem says it well: I met God in the morning When my day was at its best And His Presence came like sunrise Like a glory in my breast. All day long His Presence lingered, All day long He stayed with me; And we sailed in perfect calmness, Over many a troubled sea. Other ships were sorely battered, Other ships were sore distressed; But the winds that seemed to drive them Brought to me a peace and rest. So I think I know the secret, Learned from many a troubled way You must seek Him in the morning If you would have Him in the day. Next week will continue the story of the grumbling. But as I said this story has a spiritual element also. God gives specific instructions on how to properly use these daily provisions. Don’t store them up, take only what you can eat in a day don’t get greedy. Take you need, not what you greed. Those who get greedy and don’t follow instructions die. In one episode of Little House On The Prairie, farming hasn't worked out, so Pa Ingalls moves the family to a new state. Gold has been discovered there, so Pa decides it's worth a try. They stop in town for provisions and meet a minister who befriends them. A conversation about Sunday school ensues. When the wagon is loaded, Pa Ingalls says (with that winning Michael Landon smile), "S'long, Reverend. Maybe you could say a prayer we find gold." To which the wise and kindly minister says, "I can't ask God to help you locate gold, Mr. Ingalls, but I will pray for you and your family's happiness and welfare." Pa Ingalls looks lovingly at Ma Ingalls, and you can see that the minister's words have at least momentarily gotten them back on track, helped them reorder their priorities. Pa says (again with that winning Michael Landon smile), "That'd be fine, Reverend. That'd be just fine." Off they drive. We who watch Little House On The Prairie find ourselves resonating to that. We sense the danger, and we somehow know the value being lifted up in that scene: God helps meet our needs, not our greeds Our prayer is give us this day, our daily bread. Let us pray….. Prayer Lord, your blessings abound in our lives and we lift our voices in gratitude for these lovely gifts from you. We also lift our voices as our hearts cry out our concerns for those who are ill, who mourn, who feel lost. We offer to your both our joys and concerns, so often intermingled in our lives. Be with each of us and for those whom we name with our voices and in our hearts. Dear friends, let us take a moment to share our joys and our concerns. [Sharing of joys and concerns; then a brief period of silence.] Lord, you have heard our cries and our shouts of joy. Make your presence known to us again through the love and forgiveness of others as we have loved and forgiven them. In Jesus’ name, we pray. AMEN. Song for Reflection And Are We Yet Alive UMH 553 Announcements The health team will be meeting today – welcome to join in the conversation We will be meeting inside starting next week in fellowship hall. The health team is monitoring the situations, and wanted to start out with caution to have a safe inside experience. The restrictions have been lifted in Will County – so we will have seats for 50 people. The scripture for next week will be Exodus 17:1-7, the song for reflection is Come Thou Font of Every Blessing UMH 400 Benedictions Sending Now go to be with those forgotten by the world. We will share God's constant love with everyone. Now go to be generous with those around you as well as those far away. We will share Jesus' justice and hope with all who need it. Now go to live as faithful people. We will join the Spirit in standing side by side with those who are lonely and afraid. Children’s Sermon Object: Perhaps a menu or a loaf of bread. (I broke the "rules" on this one and didn't use a visual aid!) Lesson: Trust; greed. Text: "The LORD spoke to Moses and said, 'I have heard the complaining of the Israelites; say to them, "At twilight you shall eat meat, and in the morning you shall have your fill of bread; then you shall know that I am the LORD your God." ' " "This is what the LORD has commanded: 'Gather as much of it as each of you needs.' " "And Moses said to them, 'Let no one leave any of it over until morning.' But they did not listen to Moses; some left part of it until morning, and it bred worms and became foul. And Moses was angry with them." "What are some of the things we need to help our bodies grow?" "Milk," one of the shyer boys softly announces from his seat at the edge of the gathered children. "Vegetables!" a little girl says with an air of authority. The other children grimace at the thought. "Sunshine!" says another, obviously beaming with joy that she came up with something important. "Yes, we need all of those things, and more. Do all of you like to eat?" Most of the children nod affirmation, though some are obviously at an age still indifferent to food. "Do any of you ever go out to eat?" All the children nod yes this time. "When I was a child, my parents took me out to eat once in a while. Quite often, especially if we went to a cafeteria, they would warn me, 'Be careful! Your eyes are bigger than your stomach.' Have any of you ever had anyone tell you that?" This time only two hands go up. "A couple of you have. 'Your eyes are bigger than your stomach!' That expression just didn't make any sense to me when I was your age. I had seen drawings of the stomach on posters at my doctor's office. I knew it had to be at least as big as my fist. Both of my eyes put together weren't that big. 'What in the world could my parents mean?' I wondered. But as I got older and continued to hear it, I learned that my eyes could see more than my stomach could hold. My parents wanted me to be careful not to take more food than I could eat. Finally I understood what it meant to have eyes bigger than my stomach. "In a few minutes our Liturgist is going to read a story about the Israelites wandering in the wilderness. They got pretty hungry and were upset with Moses for leading them to a place with so little food. So Moses asked God what to do. God said, 'I'll feed them, but they must gather only as much food as they need for one day and not leave any of it for the next day.' "That was hard for some of the Israelites to do. They had been very hungry. When God provided food, some of them gathered up more than they needed and tried to save it. But the extra food spoiled by the second day and they couldn't eat it. If they had obeyed God and only gathered enough for one day, they wouldn't have wasted the extra food they had taken. "Sometimes it's hard not to take more than we need, isn't it? Sometimes it's hard to trust that something will be there tomorrow if we don't take it today. But that's what God asked the Israelites to do. "Sometimes we're so hungry when we sit down to supper or go out to eat that it's extra hard not to take more than we need; it's hard not to have eyes bigger than our stomachs. Yet when we do, the food that is left over sometimes gets thrown away or sits in the refrigerator too long and spoils. That's rather sad when there are people all over the world who don't have enough to eat. In fact, there are people right here in Jefferson City who don't have enough to eat. That's why the church has a food closet, isn't it? "Well, in about an hour many of you will be sitting down to your Sunday dinner. When you do, you might think about what we've talked about this morning and try to take only what you need. In fact, whenever you eat, you might think about not having eyes too big for your stomach, and having faith that you can have more another time. You might think about how God asked the Israelites to have faith, to trust God. You know, God needs your trust too." CSS Publishing Company, Inc, Cows In Church, by B. Kathleen Fannin Additional Illustrations In one episode of Little House On The Prairie, farming hasn't worked out, so Pa Ingalls moves the family to a new state. Gold has been discovered there, so Pa decides it's worth a try. They stop in town for provisions and meet a minister who befriends them. A conversation about Sunday school ensues. When the wagon is loaded, Pa Ingalls says (with that winning Michael Landon smile), "S'long, Reverend. Maybe you could say a prayer we find gold." To which the wise and kindly minister says, "I can't ask God to help you locate gold, Mr. Ingalls, but I will pray for you and your family's happiness and welfare." Pa Ingalls looks lovingly at Ma Ingalls, and you can see that the minister's words have at least momentarily gotten them back on track, helped them reorder their priorities. Pa says (again with that winning Michael Landon smile), "That'd be fine, Reverend. That'd be just fine." Off they drive. We who watch Little House On The Prairie find ourselves resonating to that. We sense the danger, and we somehow know the value being lifted up in that scene: God helps meet our needs, not our greeds. The Israelites who wandered in the wilderness may have known perfectly well about the natural source of the manna. But whether they did or did not, they recognized that God had provided for them. It was not merely a natural phenomena; it was recognized as God's act of grace. It is like the story of a man who entered a monastic order. When he sat down to his first meal, the bread was served and he found it was delicious. The man turned to one of the monks and asked, "Did we make this bread or was it given to us?" And the monk replied, "Yes!" Well, which is it? And the answer is this: Life is both given to us and created by us.2 Perhaps you are familiar with the cartoon Kudzu. It's a cartoon about a preacher by the name of Rev. Will B. Dunn, who looks rather goofy, wears a wide-brim black hat, but who tries hard to provide ministry to people who are silly and self-serving. In one of the Kudzu cartoons Rev. Will B. Dunn is shown reading from the pulpit Bible the Lord's Prayer: "Give us this day our daily ... low-fat, low-cholesterol, salt-free bread." The last frame has Rev. Dunn saying to himself, "I hate these modern translations."3 You see, Rev. Will B. Dunn knows that the Lord's Prayer is a prayer for daily bread and the physical ability to acquire it. But he also knows this prayer is more than about bread itself. To ask God to give us this day our daily bread is to ask not only for physical food, but also spiritual food. Yes, in the Lord's Prayer we are asking for bread we can slice and make into sandwiches, but in that prayer we are also asking for the bread of life: Jesus Christ. Dr. Clarence E. McCartney once asked, "Where is happiness?" It's not in unbelief; Voltaire was an unbeliever of the most pronounced type, and he wrote: "I wish I had never been born." Nor does money guarantee happiness Jay Gould, the American millionaire, had plenty of that. But when he was dying, he said, "I suppose I am the most miserable man on earth." Happiness is not found in position and fame. Lord Beaconsfield enjoyed more than his share of both. But he wrote, "Youth is a mistake; manhood a struggle; old age a regret." Happiness is not in military glory, either. Alexander the Great conquered the known world in his day. Having done so, he wept in his tent because, he said, "There are no more worlds to conquer." Where, then, is happiness found? The answer is simple: "In Christ alone." "At thy right hand there are pleasures forevermore." Let me make a suggestion to you as you leave church today. As you break bread at lunch, think of it as the manna that the children of Israel received from God. Thank God for giving you enough to eat. Don't worry about what you will or will not have tomorrow. Just thank God for today. Let the bread speak to you of the depth of God's love for each of us in providing both the bread and the gift of life to enjoy it. A man goes to a diner every day and he orders lunch. Afterward the manager asks him how he liked his meal. The old man replies, “It was good, but you could give me a little more bread.” So, the next day the manager tells the waitress to give the man two slices of bread this time. Afterward he asks, “How was your meal today?” “It was good,” the man replies, “but you could give me a little more bread.” So the next day the manager tells the waitress to give the man four slices of bread. “How was your meal today?” the manager asks. “It was good,” he replies, “but you could give me a little more bread.” So, the next day the manager tells the waitress to give the man a whole loaf of bread neatly sliced with his meal. Again, the manager asks, “How was your meal today?” One more time the man answered, “It was good, but you could give me just a little more bread.” The manager is now obsessed with satisfying this customer. He orders the staff to bake a four-foot-long loaf of bread. Then the next day, when the man comes in, the manager has the server place that enormous loaf of bread right next to the man’s plate. The man sits down, devours his meal, including all of the bread. Then the manager asks in his usual way: “How was your meal today, sir.” The man replies: “It was good as usual, but I see you are back to giving only one slice of bread!” I have a feeling that nothing the manager could have done would have satisfied this customer. Dr. Karl Menninger’s famous prescription to a lady who was depressed was that she go out and find someone who needed her and help that person. That is also the best prescription for chronic complainers. Complainers are invariably centered on themselves—not upon God and His goodness, not upon their neighbors and their needs—but upon themselves. The Hebrews knew themselves to be a chosen people. The Exodus experience confirmed that. They were God’s own people—a holy race. What they sometimes forgot was that they were chosen for a purpose—to be a witness for God to the nations. Have you ever known anyone who truly, unreservedly gave his or her life for others who was a complainer, a grumbler, a murmurer? Dr. Tom Dooley once wrote: “Dedicate some of your life to others. Your dedication will not be a sacrifice. It will be an exhilarating experience because it is intense effort applied toward a meaningful end.” A seminary professor in India noticed the interesting contrast the Indians have between grace and faith. They point to the cat and the monkey. The cat holds and carries its kittens with no assistance required from the kittens. It is pure grace. The little monkey has to hold onto its mother and this illustrates faith. Yet even the monkey is carried by its mother which brings us back to grace. David Allen Sorensen, in Exploring The Yearly Lectionary, tells how difficult it is to accept pure grace. Just for fun, he decided to try a little experiment at a toll booth in Indiana. He rolled up to the booth just ahead of a fellow he had never seen before and handed the teller a dollar and said, "This is for me and that red Chevy behind me." Then David drove off. Watching in his mirror, he saw the guy in the car behind motion emphatically with his hands as he took far longer at the booth than other cars. Then the motorist punched the accelerator hard and caught up with David, snapped his head to the right, and glared -- with anger! Some people receive God's grace like that, too. They don't trust God. They question the reality of pure grace. Most of us want to do it ourselves. An oft-told story comes to mind about a pillar of the church who died and went directly to the pearly gates. Saint Peter met him and said, "It takes 1,000 points to get in, so tell me about yourself." The pillar confidently reported, "well, until I was 21 years old, I never missed Sunday school, unless I was sick in bed. I have a string of perfect attendance medals that almost reaches the floor. I was an acolyte, active in the youth group, and I often worked around the church, cutting grass and doing other odd jobs." Saint Peter said, "That is extremely good. Congratulations. That gives you one point. Tell me more." The pillar said, "I am 75 years old. I attended church regularly, served on the board many times, sang in the choir, and gave ten percent of my income to the Lord." "My, that is truly remarkable, another point for you," said Saint Peter. "Tell me more." The man, growing a bit concerned, said, "I tried to live the Christian life, obeyed the Ten Commandments, and welcomed strangers." Saint Peter said, "That is wonderful and that is another point. Go on." By this time the man was becoming desperate and a bit irritated, and he blurted out to Saint Peter, "Look, at this rate the only way I'll ever get into heaven is by the grace of God!" At that, Saint Peter lit up and exclaimed, "That is worth 1,000 points. Come on in!" Saved by grace. Nourished by grace. Manna -- gift of God, the bread of life sent down from heaven. Thanks be to God. The story begins with the people grumbling…not only their stomachs, but their souls as well. So they form a "Back to Egypt Committee" whose mantra is "Why'd you bring us out here…everything was so much better back in Egypt." I guess just about every time the people of God begin to journey into an unknown future, they have to deal with the "Back to Egypt Committee," a desire for the good old days. Well, God heard their grumblings and, lo and behold, God provided—quail for protein and a generous serving of "What-is-it?" The word manna actually means, "What is it?" Every morning they would find this white, flaky stuff on the ground, look around and say, "What is it?" "Well, I don't know what it is, but it's all we've got." So they ate the "what is it" and it sustained them for one more day. Miracle MRE's, falling autumn leaves, overnight morels and mushrooms? Who knows? But there it was, every morning, manna for the journey, daily bread. It wasn't much, but it was enough.... There is an old story about a man who came to a Jewish Rabbi with a personal problem. The Rabbi’s advice was, “Don’t worry, just pray to God.” The man said, “But I don’t know how to pray.” The Rabbi was quiet for a moment and then said, “Then you do have a great deal to worry about.” If we can’t pray - if we don’t pray, we have a great deal to worry about. For it is only as we pray, only as we daily appropriate the presence of God in our lives that our Christian faith becomes the sustaining manna which is fresh every morning. This poem says it well: I met God in the morning When my day was at its best And His Presence came like sunrise Like a glory in my breast. All day long His Presence lingered, All day long He stayed with me; And we sailed in perfect calmness, Over many a troubled sea. Other ships were sorely battered, Other ships were sore distressed; But the winds that seemed to drive them Brought to me a peace and rest. So I think I know the secret, Learned from many a troubled way You must seek Him in the morning If you would have Him in the day.