Israelites in Egypt and Joseph is Forgotten (Exodus 1:1 – 2:10)



This week we make the transition from Genesis to Exodus.  The first chapter fills in the blanks of about 400 years of history from the time of Joseph, his brothers and their families settling in Egypt to the beginning of his descendants beginning to suffer under the Pharaohs of Egypt.  The highlight of this transition is the Israelites, in rabbit like fashion, had been “fruitful and multiplied greatly.” According to Genesis 46, when you count Jacob and his mail descendants at the time of their moving to Egypt, they numbered 70.  If we estimate that the women would double that figure the Israelite clan was probably around 140 to 150 people at that time.  Maxie Dunnam suggests that by the time in history of Exodus 1, The nation of Israel had grown to about 3 million people, all settled in the sleepy little suburban bedroom town of Egypt known as Goshen.  Staggering!  No wonder the king of Egypt had become a little paranoid. 
But this king was not the brightest crayon in the box for two reasons.  First off, he didn’t know his Egyptian history.  No one had passed on to him the story of Joseph the great dream interpreter and savior of Egypt.  Secondly, because he feared how numerous they had grown, Pharaoh claimed he wanted to deal with the Israelites “shrewdly” (Ex 1:10) but was not shrewd in his dealing with them at all.  The Israelites appeared content with their situation in Egypt.  Their growth as a people would suggest this.  Egypt was their home and they had made roots there.  So what does this “shrewd” king of Egypt do?  He riles them up and makes them work harder than they’ve ever had to.  Then after failed attempts to kill Israelite born boys quietly through the midwives, he makes it a mandate for his entire country to kill all Israelite born boys.  This must have been before someone came up with the cliché “let sleeping dogs lie” because Pharaoh could have used that advice.  If Pharaoh’s fear was the Israelites would join forces against an aggressor of Egypt or to leave there to return from where they came, wouldn’t it be shrewd to give them incentives to stay instead of giving them reasons to leave?  Fear of losing power has a way of warping the mind and causing poor decision making.  We need to look no further than the Penn State football situation for evidence of this.  (Don’t get me started.) 
This is the narrative that the life of Moses begins in, the people of Israel being worked to the bone and in the reality of losing any male child born to them.  As we look at the story of Moses’ birth, take note that no names are used to tell the story until the Pharaoh’s daughter names the child “Moses.”  Later in Exodus we find out that Moses’ parents are named Amram and Jochebed and his sister’s name is Miriam so it appears that the names are left out here purposely.  Perhaps, it is to shine the light on the main character of this drama, God himself.  What a stark contrast from chapter 1 where the Pharaoh is demanding that all the attention be given to his plans and his kingdom, when right under his nose in his own home God is working through the compassion of his own daughter.  Pharaoh was demanding that lives be sacrificed for the protection of his kingdom and his power, while in his own back yard the one who will deliver the message and the people of the true king, the true power of the universe, was being rescued from Pharaoh’s evil plans.  How ironic and how powerful! 
As parents, we need to look at the courage of Moses’ mother.  Upon seeing her son, she resisted against Pharaoh’s edict by hiding her son as long as she could, for three months.  Imagine the difficulty of working all day under the hand of the slave drivers making bricks, likely relying on her other children to care for the baby and coming home trying to keep the baby quiet so as not to draw attention to it.  She came to a point of reckoning and devised a plan to make a waterproof basket and float her child down the river.  She likely let her son go knowing when Pharaoh’s daughter took her daily bath in hopes that she would find the child.  She put her child’s fate in the hand of God.  How ready are we to put our children’s fate in the hand of God?  Are we preparing them so when we need to let go, they will be prepared in faith to face the world?  How much do we trust in what we have instilled in them?  More importantly, how much do we trust God to protect them and see them through?  No doubt what Moses’ mother did was the hardest thing she ever had to do, but it was also the wisest for the sake of her son.                                  
Two of our “end in mind” statements apply well here.  We see in Moses’ mother that “I can trust God no matter what happens” and as we see in lives of Moses and all those that helped deliver him from Pharaoh’s hand that “God has made me unique and has plans to use me to help others know him.”

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