I literally have no energy to write this. I am overwhelmed. I am frustrated. I am emotional. And even though I had planned to cover the next few chapters of Exodus by carefully drawing the images and meanings out of the text, I find myself not necessarily in the descriptive mood. I'm in a creative... Continue Reading →
Exodus Series: An Insecure Foreigner
The baby in the basket . . . he plays an important part in Exodus. But before we watch the basket flow down the Nile River, we need to look at the preceding chapters of Genesis. It's so easy to seamlessly flow from the last page of Genesis to the first page of Exodus, but... Continue Reading →
Exodus Series: The Introduction
The word “Exodus” usually brings images of the great palaces and burning sands of Egypt. Of Israelite slaves under the harsh whip of the Egyptian overseer. Of the burning bush that led to Moses standing on the brink of the Red Sea, his staff extended as God separated the walls of the waters with His... Continue Reading →