“She saw that he was a special baby and kept him hidden for three months. But when she could no longer hide him, she got a basket made of papyrus reeds and waterproofed it with tar and pitch. She put the baby in the basket and laid it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile River.” Exodus 2:2-3
The human mind is so intricate and intelligent, but also naturally limited.
She had no way of knowing what was going to happen after she put her infant in that basket and sent him off in the river. She didn’t know if he’d be met with rescue or if she just sent her son to certain death. After all, she sent him down the same river all the other newborn Hebrew boys died in. All she knew was her son was special and she had to do something to protect him from the fate Pharoh had appointed for him. There was no way she could’ve known her single act of faith would not only save her son, but her entire nation and change the course of history…AND bring him back into her arms.
There was no way she could’ve known. So how did she bring herself to do it?I can’t imagine how. I get the whole “acting on faith” thing. But even so, I don’t know how she put her child, a piece of her heart in a basket as her only hope for his salvation. Just to foster the idea beyond its initial conception would take significant strength, but to literally follow through, would take a strength, courage and faith that seems almost inconceivable. Yet she did it.
I can’t help but wonder, would I have that kind of strength? That kind of courage or faith? Of course I’d love to think so; who wouldn’t? But let’s be real. Though we all would love to believe the best version of ourselves will prevail when the pressure is on, without facing her situation and impending doom firsthand, we don’t really know what we’d do. It’s in those circumstances we find out what we’re made of; if we really do believe in a God who’s bigger than the storm in front of us, or if we even believe in anything at all. We find out what faith, strength and courage actually is and if those attributes truly exists in us.
I look at the faces of my children, my son and daughters, and my heart swells with love to the point I’m certain it’s going to burst. It’s a pain that is specific and permanent that I joyfully welcome. Yes, I love my babies so much it hurts. Every parent I know can attest to this same feeling. The thought of separating myself from any of my children, even in attempt to save them but not knowing what would happen to them in doing so… I can’t even process the thought without being overtaken with grief and tears. My human response is to want to hold them tighter to me. My human response is to believe they stand a much better chance with me than floating down the river, to only God knows what fate.
And that’s just it! Only God knows. That’s how she did it! I’ve reached the conclusion, no mother in her right mind would just “think” up a plan to put her baby in a waterproof basket, send him floating down the river and hope for the best; even as a random leap of faith. So that either makes sweet Jochebed either crazy OR God inspired. I think since we know how the story goes, it’s ok to grant her the latter.
She had no way of knowing what would happen, but there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that her plan to save her child wasn’t her own, but rather an inspired idea given by the great Author, to her spirit. And it would take stepping out in faith for it to work. She had to choose to trust what she couldn’t be certain about.
How often does this happen? I mean those times where your thoughts seem crazy and require huge steps of faith, though the outcome looks anything but promising. So much of the time I think it’s easy to swallow the lie that those thoughts are our own, so we sabotage ourselves in what God is trying to do in our lives. However, its when we combine those thoughts with our faith, that we actually see miracles happen.
Read more about Jochebed:
- A Sacrifice of Love – Cindy
- A Mother’s Release – Cassandra
- A Godly Mother – Tonya
- The Peace Of God – Beth
Heather Whidden loves Jesus, is married to her best friend and is mother of 3 blessings. She is a professional photographer and has a heart for ministry. She loves spending time with her family and friends, writing, reading, and traveling. Time and people is what she values most. You can read more about her here.