I had a sort of revelation, today. I just sort of realized something, all of a sudden.
We were watching the movie, The Prince of Egypt and the scene of baby Moses being put in the river, was on. Let’s look at the Bible’s description of this.
“Now a man from the house of Levi went and took as his wife a Levite woman. The woman conceived and bore a son, and when she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him three months. When she could hide him no longer, she took for him a basket made of bulrushes and daubed it with bitumen and pitch. She put the child in it and placed it among the reeds by the river bank. And his sister stood at a distance to know what would be done to him.” – Exodus 2:1-4
This is what I realized…
Moses’s mother deeply loved him. She birthed him and saw him, longed to keep him longer and not let his little life be taken, as it expounds on, in Exodus 1:22:
“Then Pharaoh commanded all his people, “Every son that is born to the Hebrews you shall cast into the Nile, but you shall let every daughter live.”
And so. In love for the baby, the woman kept her child for 3 months, and “when she could hide him no longer, she took for him a basket made of bulrushes and daubed it with bitumen and pitch.” So, this is what I realized. This woman loved her baby SO much and didn’t want the Egyptians to take her baby’s life, that she was willing to risk it by sending it out into the river.
If you know anything about babies, you know they don’t just lay there quiet, all day long.
They squirm, they kick, they cry and scream. They are not reserved little human beings.
For Moses’s mother to stick her 3 MONTH OLD baby into a basket and stick that basket INTO a river (which happened to be the same river Pharaoh had just commanded all the babies to be thrown into…) which would have been full of aquatic animals… she was pretty much giving up the life of her baby. She could have hoped her baby would live, but the chance of a little baby surviving at only 3 months old, in a basket, on the river…. are pretty slim.
This woman was just switching viewpoints. She would rather her baby die by the hand of nature, then the hand of the Egyptians. She would rather risk the chance of her baby dying out on the open river, then being slaughtered by those who enslaved her.
Whether letting her baby die by her power or the Egyptians, Moses’s mother knew she was defeated. She knew her baby could die with either option. This woman just changed her viewpoint.
Even when she knew she was defeated, this woman tried anyways. She was defeated, but she still tried.
And that is what I find so fascinating. What if we switch our viewpoints on when we are defeated?
What if when defeated, instead of thinking of how awful we are and what even is the point?… we think of how forgiving God is. How we can keep getting back up. That no matter WHAT, there is tomorrow.
And that is the absolutely beautiful thing!! We have more and more chances to keep getting back up, and continue on. To fight the good fight, and push back when oppressed by temptations. It was never meant to be easy, and we aren’t warriors for no reason. We have a purpose, and that is to push on. To get back up, when we fall.
So, friend. Keep fighting. Keep pushing. You have God on your side and you can get up again. Just keep trusting and keep up the good fight.
– Keziah ❤
(And by the way, Baby Moses did end up living. Pharaoh’s daughter found him in the river and ended up taking him to raise him as her own. You can read it all for yourself, in Exodus 2 and the following chapters. 😁😁)