Exodus

I was blessed last night to hear two powerful women preach God’s word, the Pastors Sheila White and Tabatha Walton. Pastor Tabatha preached on laying down our burdens, on how we tie ourselves down where we are in life. Pastor Sheila preached on how we are not ourselves when we are hungry; that we are wandering in the desert, grumbling in the wilderness wanting to be fed, set free by God and needing him to feed our souls. Powerful indeed.
I was thinking about this during my commute this morning, about the Exodus story and laying down our burdens. A life reborn in Christ is much like the Exodus. When we first accept Christ we are in a way like the Children of Israel set free by Pharoah. There we are bookin it towards the promise land, the life we have led persuing us relentlessly towards the Red Sea. Now some people never make it to the sea, instead they are swallowed back up by their lives. But the lucky ones make it to the parted waters and cross through into the wilderness. Then we wander through the wilderness headed towards the promise land, a journey to unburden ourselves, embrace the spirit of the law given in the ten commandments and feed our hunger with the bread of life. A new us can be born in the wilderness; one filled with the spirit, not tied to the burdens of this world, completely given over to God and entering into the promise land which is the Kingdom of Heaven, ready to make disciples of others and carry out God’s work on earth. Some of us though will wander through the wilderness all of our lives. I think maybe I am still running towards the Red Sea.