The Nile River

I am stuck in “the Nile” … the river, that is. I am so amazed at how my real life is currently so parallel to the stories I am reading in Exodus. I am floored by God’s constant communication with me right now.

If you ever set foot in a church during your childhood, you know the story of Moses and his constant request of the evil Pharaoh to “let his people go.” Pharaoh is a jerk and won’t let the enslaved Hebrews leave his country. Who else would make his Pyramids? So, every time Moses asks to leave and Pharaoh gives his imposing “no” for an answer, God has an answer for Pharaoh. God’s answer comes in the form of 10 plagues. They are not pretty, each one worse than the previous.

This week, as I camped out on these plagues (no, I’m not experiencing locust infestations, giant hail bombarding my Flat or blood instead of water coming out of my facets … you know I did say my real life is currently paralleling these stories!) … I began to see something. With a little help from my handy study Bible, I found out that the 10 plagues were representative of thing the Egytians and the Hebrews revered and worshiped. With each plague, God was communicating his power over what they had put on a pedastal, deeming all-powerful. I guess God showed them who is really all-powerful!

Think about that for a while. I did. This is what I came up with. There are always gonna be plagues in my life. Right now, as we continue to look for a new Flat, I can find a list of so-called plagues that are imposing themselves on my life. The bottom line is … God is bigger, more powerful, and Lord over all these pidly plagues that stand in front of my search!

What are your plagues? I’ve had the plague of anxiety. What did God do with it? He should me that despite my body betraying itself and chemicals playing havoc with my sense of reality … He is still my peace, my calm, my rock. He turned my plague into experiencing His presence in a mighty way.

I’ve had the plague of death. What did God do with it? When my mother died too young and I was left with guest ions, God showed me that there is peace in the midst of heartache and hope in what most perceive as hopeless. Grieving gave me the opportunity to be raw before God … and find out that when I’m raw He is most real.

I’ve had the plague of cancer. What did God do with it? When my brother-in-love, Rodney, was given no hope of survivng Leukemia, God gave me a promise to trust Him for healing. Despite doctors prognosis and medical reality saying all hope was gone, God did a modern-day miracle!
I’m tempted to say bring on the plagues … but I won’t! However, when the plagues of life come … I wanna look at them as God’s way of communicating something larger. It’s an interesting perspective … one that I think I’m gonna look in to.

However, right now I'm just gonna go look for frogs in my bathtub,
Christina