Exodus 2:1 Now a man of the tribe of Levi married a Levite woman,
I cannot imagine what this woman is going through. Loving and hiding her child for three months. Then loving him enough and trusting God enough to put him in a papyrus basket lined with pitch and float him down the Nile.
Exodus 2:2 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.
Though isn’t that what we are all tasked to do? Raise our babies (literal, metaphorical, educational babies) as best we can and then trust their futures into God’s hands? As a mama and a teacher and a nurturer from way back, that letting go part is HARD, at least for me.
Exodus 2:3 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.
God of nurturers, Thank You that You love our children (literal, metaphorical, educational children) more than we are even capable of loving. I know how very much I love my boys. It is almost inconceivable to think that more love exists than is in my heart for them, yet I know You love each of us fiercely, deeply, completely. Thank You. Help us to trust their futures to You. Always. Amen.
Exodus 2:4 His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him.
Have a blessed day.