Our text Sunday is Exodus 2:11-22. Moses has fled to Midian, a group of nomads and desert dwellers. Here’s a snippet from the sermon:
This is a story of hardship: Moses cannot find acceptance. He’s not “one of them” nor “one of us.” He’s not lord and master nor slave and servant. He must flee and find safety but Pharaoh’s reach is almost unlimited so he hides with a moving caravan, the last place you would expect to “settle.” But the writer’s intent is to show a man at peace: he has a wife, a son, a larger family, a future. His last statement is “my son is Gershom” and then he gives the meaning: “I have been an alien residing in a foreign land.” This is probably a cry of relief. If I may expand and paraphrase: “I was a stranger in the land I was born and raised but now among strangers I have found a home.”
