Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Blood on his hands
Raised as a son of Pharoah. But clearly taught by his Hebrew mother about God and the promises of God to make them a great nation.
However his compatriots - the Hebrews - were still slaves. They were terribly mistreated.
Moses must have grown up with terrible internal conflict. Enjoying the priviledges of the upper class. But feeling the suffering of the slaves in a way the others in Pharoahs household would never understand.
One day that internal conflict becomes external.
11 "Many years later, when Moses had grown up, he went out to visit his own people, the Hebrews, and he saw how hard they were forced to work. During his visit, he saw an Egyptian beating one of his fellow Hebrews. 12 After looking in all directions to make sure no one was watching, Moses killed the Egyptian and hid the body in the sand.
13 The next day, when Moses went out to visit his people again, he saw two Hebrew men fighting. “Why are you beating up your friend?” Moses said to the one who had started the fight.
14 The man replied, “Who appointed you to be our prince and judge? Are you going to kill me as you killed that Egyptian yesterday?”
Then Moses was afraid, thinking, “Everyone knows what I did.” 15 And sure enough, Pharaoh heard what had happened, and he tried to kill Moses. But Moses fled from Pharaoh and went to live in the land of Midian."
Killing an Egyptian elite to defend a worthless Hebrew slave? Unthinkable.
Moses had committed an unpardonable act in the proud Egyptian culture. Not the murder. That was fine. The object of the murder - an Egyptian. That was not fine!
Now he was on the run. He was a fugitive from the law. A man with a terrible stain on his otherwise impeccable credentials. Where could he go to escape from the Egyptian police, army and spy network?
Far, far, away. That's where...