I just told my husband about my feelings towards the Israelites yesterday! I used to think the Israelites weren't smart and very whiny. They had God guiding them and feeding them, but they constantly complained and worshipped idols. As I got older, I realized I can be like that too. I get so anxious, and I cry out to God begging for help... Even though, He has never failed to help me before. It's a never ending cycle, but God has yet to disappoint.