Appreciation Day

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One of the many times when the Israelites ticked off God by praying to "other gods," the Almighty tells the petulant people:

"Yet ye have forsaken me, and served other gods: wherefore I will deliver you no more. Go and cry unto the gods which ye have chosen; let them deliver you in the time of your tribulation."
- Judges 10:13-14

Woah!
And the Passive-Agressive Award goes to... God!

Doesn't the Lord sound just like a spurned lover or bitter parent?

"Oh, you love the Canaanites' gods so much, go complain to them!"
"Why don't you just have that little Egyptian cat god cook you up some manna? If he's so great? Pray to your golden calf, see how far that gets you."

Moral of the story: No one likes being taken for granted-- human or diety.
It stinks.

With a somewhat antiquated and 1950s mindset, I remember coming home from college for vacation, weeks at a time, and my mom didn't always make dinner.
I know! What the hell?!
I thought, "What's going on here? What do I do? How do I eat?"

When my wife isn't home for dinner, I often resort to what my father's evening cuisine, served only when mom wasn't home: ice cream, bread and whatever condiments were in the fridge.

(sigh)

Don't ever take people for granted, especially the women in your life.
Tell them exactly how much they mean to you.

... or they might forsake you for another... like the Canaanites.
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