164 The Panic Child (Deut 11)

Brooke was outstanding today.
Long story short.
She entered into a piano duet competition at the behest of a friend.
She was really talked into it.
Tried to pull out.
But then talked into it again.
It was not beyond her, but she doesn't cope too well in pressure situations.
She practiced hard.
She practiced long.
She went into panic mode last night.
She re-visited panic mode this morning.
She sucked it all in.
And went to the competition.
I spoke to her this afternoon.
Apparently it was "fun".
Yes, fun.
The "I can't do it"s and the "It's too hard"s became fun.
And she received a highly commended.
She's pretty good.
But then again, so is my other kid.
The calm one.

Deuteronomy 11
I am going to make a fairly large assumption here and it may sound weird.
Given how verse 10 and 11 read, I am guessing there wasn't much rain in Egypt.
To grow anything, the people were dependent on the flooding of the Nile.
They had to organise some way of trapping the water, distributing the water and making effective use of the water.
It was hard work.
It was unreliable.
Canaan will offer another blessing from God.
Rain.
Less work.
Now most people I know would cherish less work.
Or more time.
Does less work = more time?
Perhaps time that could be used for other things.
It's another little, finer detail that shows the quality of God's provision.
The little things matter.
And God is aware of the little things that make a difference.
Then.
And now.