Water becomes contaminated and unusable…what in the world is going on?
Hoards of frogs that teem throughout the house, on the bed, in the oven, inside the pantry…what in the world is going on?
Gnats as plentiful as the dust of the ground…what in the world is going on?
Swarms of flies that fill houses and cover the ground…what in the world is going on?
Herds of horses, donkeys, sheep, cattle, goats all succumb to a deadly plague…what in the world is going on?
Boils. Hail. Locusts. Darkness. Death.
What in the world is going on?
It boggles my mind and senses to think of catastrophe after catastrophe rocking through a nation. When I consider only the plagues and the many people involved in the Exodus account, my heart is troubled and I cry out, “What in the world is going on?”
That question reveals my problem. Do you see it? What direction am I looking? I am looking only at the world. Something bigger, wider, deeper and more eternal is going on.
Again, and again, the Lord said that He was doing a work. He was setting captives free. Still, the judgments that are brought cause many minds to recoil. Then, in the midst of the afflictions, I read in Ex 9:16 where the Lord reveals that Egypt has been “spared” for this very purpose.
Spared? Would judgment have come earlier to Egypt but for the protection of the Lord? Amazing. An eternal eye would see the Lord working through a wicked nation, to feed, to grow, to protect and to prepare His people…even holding off the chastisement that an evil nation deserves, in order to bring them to this moment. This polytheistic, wicked nation was already under judgment…they were spared until the season of plagues…by… God’s mercy. Not, what in the world is going on? Rather, what in God’s great work is going on!
My trip to grow in faith, with all its meanderings, can’t keep looking with the eyes at just the visible. My physical senses are not the only means of information gathering. Spiritual information must be spiritually gathered. To meander well in a faith journey in this world, my eyes must find their focal point on something outside of the world. If I live only within the border of the seen, I am not giving faith much of a place to grow. Where is your faith growing at?
Blessings To You Who Meander After Moses With Me,
(Part of a study titled, “Meandering with Moses.” Previous posts found below)