There is no gentle way to say it, Pharaoh was killing all the Israelite male children he could get his hands on. He truly feared they would rise and defeat him. He feared that a leader would arise that would sway the hearts of the people away from slavery.
In all frankness, it was a legitimate fear. The irony was that if Pharaoh had only treated Israel with a little kindness and empathy, he probably could have kept them as slaves for generations. fortunately, God’s providence prevailed. Out of the inhuman treatment of Israel, male child arose. He was from the tribe of Levi, and his mom but him in a basket and hid him among the reeds.
It was quite the coincidence that Pharaoh’s own daughter would find and adopt him into the royal family. He would know Egyptian culture and receive the best education. He would be trained to lead and to do battle. He would know the strengths and weaknesses of Egypt. All the while, he would also know his heritage and be taught Hebrew tradition and learn of Adonai.
God does not accidentally do anything. There are no coincidences. It is his providence, plan, and timing that literally makes the world move forward. Our Lord knows the past from the beginning and the future to eternity. If we could ever really grasp the enormity of that we would have true peace. God even knows the boneheaded moves we are going to make. He knows the unfortunate accidents. He sees the victories, defeats, fears, and challenges we face and will face in the days ahead.
We can never underestimate God’s hand in our lives. We may not be the next Moses; but we do have a purpose and a legacy to leave. We must trust that God will use us and simply needs our availability and obedience to change our corner of the world. It not only takes a Moses, but it also takes a Meriam–Moses’ sister, a Pharaoh’s daughter and a mom that makes baskets. It is all about His providence.
God Bless You
About this time, a man and woman from the tribe of Levi got married. 2 The woman became pregnant and gave birth to a son. She saw that he was a special baby and kept him hidden for three months. 3 But when she could no longer hide him, she got a basket made of papyrus reeds and waterproofed it with tar and pitch. She put the baby in the basket and laid it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile River. 4 The baby’s sister then stood at a distance, watching to see what would happen to him.
5 Soon Pharaoh’s daughter came down to bathe in the river, and her attendants walked along the riverbank. When the princess saw the basket among the reeds, she sent her maid to get it for her. 6 When the princess opened it, she saw the baby. The little boy was crying, and she felt sorry for him. “This must be one of the Hebrew children,” she said.
7 Then the baby’s sister approached the princess. “Should I go and find one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?” she asked.
8 “Yes, do!” the princess replied. So the girl went and called the baby’s mother.
9 “Take this baby and nurse him for me,” the princess told the baby’s mother. “I will pay you for your help.” So the woman took her baby home and nursed him.
10 Later, when the boy was older, his mother brought him back to Pharaoh’s daughter, who adopted him as her own son. The princess named him Moses,[a] for she explained, “I lifted him out of the water.”