Hey, Beautiful Friends,
The book of Exodus has always been a favorite of mine since I was a kid, watching "The Prince of Egypt" in my family room. My mom actually signed me up to sing the main song with three other girls in church when it was in its prime. Do I sing in public? No, I do not. But you better believe I channeled my inner Whitney Houston on that maroon-carpeted church stage. Anyways, I love Exodus because it reads like its own book from beginning to end. If you've never read it in one sitting, I highly recommend it. God comes alive in those pages when read as a short story.
I began reading it the other day, asking the Lord to show me how Moses and Aaron were resilient. This word, resilience, has been on my heart for the past few weeks. It's defined as "the capacity to withstand or recover quickly from difficulties" and "showing resilience does not mean that a person is unaffected or uncaring about the life change. Resilience is the human heart's ability to suffer greatly and grow from it."
As I read through the burning bush, God giving Moses his purpose, and Pharaoh continuing to harden his heart, I realized I was looking at the wrong person for an example of resilience. It wasn't Moses; it was God who was the resilient one. It was God who kept showing up, leading, and encouraging the discouraged. It was God who had the capacity to recover quickly. And it is God who gives us resilience. In a world with messages telling us to "suck it up" and "fake it till you make it," I want to turn my attention to the I AM who restores my soul.