Everyone on earth cry to someone or something at moments of great stress. Who do you cry to? That cry is not just a social construct of an adult, it is the rending of one heart in face of an apparent impossibility or tragic situation. Here is a lone crier, perhaps away from the prying eyes of at least three million people. That is one experience you will have all through your stages of growth. I’ve had to cry secretly at night demanding answers to a need. You have to know who to cry to or who to call. Some people cry to their parents, even if they are dead. Some cry to their doctors. Yet others cry to their source of dependence. Moses cried to God. The answer came in a simple suggestion. This could only be God. Don’t cry so hard that you do not listen to God. Our tears move Him. This is my conjecture: if there was no one to cry that night, God would have dealt with them the following morning for murmuring. Instead God had a meeting to prove them and lay down ground rules. What a beauty of one persons cry! God’s answering you, pause and listen.
Moses cried out to the Lord, and the Lord showed him a piece of wood. He threw it into the water, and the water became sweet. There the Lord set down laws and rules for them to live by, and there he tested them. He said, “If you will listen carefully to the Lord your God and do what he considers right, if you pay attention to his commands and obey all his laws, I will never make you suffer any of the diseases I made the Egyptians suffer, because I am the Lord, who heals you.” Exodus 15:25-26 GW