Wonder into Wonder…It is better to read the bible than wonder what says. And truly these stories teach and these stories comfort. God loves to comfort and connect with us. And we remember that HE REMEMBERS. We forget and we go from wonder to wrestle to wander. He would rather have our wonder.
I always wondered how to remember which story was before the others. We can fill in gaps in our memories by reading the truths of history. That brings us to realizing his realness. In my wonder about God, I have wrestled with remembering and I have wandered from the truth. In other words, I am certainly one of God’s people because so many do wonder, wrestle and wander. this leads me to walking.
For memory sake, it is helpful to be alphabetical of the main names we hear about: Abraham, Issac, Jacob, Joseph, eventually Moses…. Moses, floating in his basket, drawn out of the water, comes after Jacob who comes after Abraham. We all know that they come after Noah – no one could survive the water except those carried thru it – like in the ark, like in Moses’s basket, like us in Jesus’s Living Water arms.
Jacob did not wrestle with tricking his father Issac, who was nearly sacrificed by Abraham, but Jacob certainly wrestled with God who blessed him by touching his hip for just enough injury to be memorable – and then Jacob was renamed Israel, meaning all his descendants (12 sons becoming 12 tribes) were a descendant of Israel. Joseph the youngest, and a great story in Genesis, brought them all to Egypt and they were fruitful and multiplied, fulfilling the promise God made to Abraham, in Genesis 17.
It is from the journey of Joseph (the fancy coated youngest son of Jacob), sold into Egypt that creates the group of people who become Pharaoh’s slaves (cue Yul Brynner from the movie 10 Commandments). Jacob thru Joseph, by way of a good Pharaoh, brought all the Jacobites Israelites into Egypt. Joseph was the one who saved the Egyptians and Israelites by being smart with the resources and feeding the people. Moses, later would save those then oppressed people by walking them out – thru the parting of the Red Sea – and back towards the promised land. They wandered in the dessert by not wondering enough. They didn’t wrestle with God, they simply walked over and over and argued and argued.
That is our memory device: many wonderings, many wrestlings, and many wanderings. Us too, we have all wandered to this day – we need to get back to the wonder. It is OK for us to wrestle with God, as long as we look for His blessing. We all need to walk with Him.
Knowing that my other writings brought me to Jesus who is worthy, and Jesus rescues me and all the wanderers in the world who wake up. It is my wonder, wrestle, wander, writing, wakefulness, walk and worth which bring me back to the wonder.
We give up our lives to follow Him – we are floated on the water too. Forever. Moses’s mom said: Let me give up my son so that he could live. She then was able to “borrow” him back to nurture him, raise him and give him over to Pharaoh’s daughter. God too – He was able to give His Son to save us all – He gave him up after 33 years so that we all could live – now that IS a WONDER…
Wonder, Wrestle Wander Write, Wake, Walk With Worth, Wonder
Lord, bring us back to Wonder.
These are the names of the sons of Israel who went to Egypt with Jacob, each with his family: 2 Reuben, Simeon, Levi and Judah; 3 Issachar, Zebulun and Benjamin; 4 Dan and Naphtali; Gad and Asher. 5 The descendants of Jacob numbered seventy in all; Joseph was already in Egypt.
6 Now Joseph and all his brothers and all that generation died, 7 but the Israelites were exceedingly fruitful; they multiplied greatly, increased in numbers and became so numerous that the land was filled with them.
8 Then a new king, to whom Joseph meant nothing, came to power in Egypt. 9 “Look,” he said to his people, “the Israelites have become far too numerous for us. 10 Come, we must deal shrewdly with them or they will become even more numerous and, if war breaks out, will join our enemies, fight against us and leave the country.”
11 So they put slave masters over them to oppress them with forced labor, and they built Pithom and Rameses as store cities for Pharaoh. 12 But the more they were oppressed, the more they multiplied and spread; so the Egyptians came to dread the Israelites 13 and worked them ruthlessly. 14 They made their lives bitter with harsh labor in brick and mortar and with all kinds of work in the fields; in all their harsh labor the Egyptians worked them ruthlessly.
15 The king of Egypt said to the Hebrew midwives, whose names were Shiphrah and Puah, 16 “When you are helping the Hebrew women during childbirth on the delivery stool, if you see that the baby is a boy, kill him; but if it is a girl, let her live.” 17 The midwives, however, feared God and did not do what the king of Egypt had told them to do; they let the boys live. 18 Then the king of Egypt summoned the midwives and asked them, “Why have you done this? Why have you let the boys live?”
19 The midwives answered Pharaoh, “Hebrew women are not like Egyptian women; they are vigorous and give birth before the midwives arrive.” 20 So God was kind to the midwives and the people increased and became even more numerous. 21 And because the midwives feared God, he gave them families of their own. 22 Then Pharaoh gave this order to all his people: “Every Hebrew boy that is born you must throw into the Nile, but let every girl live.”
The Birth of Moses
2 Now a man of the tribe of Levi married a Levite woman, 2 and she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him for three months. 3 But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. 4 His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him.
5 Then Pharaoh’s daughter went down to the Nile to bathe, and her attendants were walking along the riverbank. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her female slave to get it. 6 She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. “This is one of the Hebrew babies,” she said.
7 Then his sister asked Pharaoh’s daughter, “Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?” 8 “Yes, go,” she answered. So the girl went and got the baby’s mother. 9 Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, “Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you.” So the woman took the baby and nursed him. 10 When the child grew older, she took him to Pharaoh’s daughter and he became her son. She named him Moses, saying, “I drew him out of the water.”