Sunday we consider what happens when hope and despair share the same boat. The context is Moses’ return to Egypt. He tells his people God has heard their cries. What a wonderful thing it is when we know the Lord has let His eye rest on us. From the sermon:
What would it be to know that God had seen your misery? Think about that. If somehow I could convince you that wherever you find yourself today God has noticed. What would it be if I could go down to the Gulf Coast this morning, assemble the residents who are watching oil roll up on their beaches with no end in sight and say to them, “God has taken notice of you and has promised He’s getting ready to do something.” What do you think that would do to their collective psyche? If you’ve ever had a parent, a boss, a friend, step in at a difficult time and say, “let me help” you know to a degree what Israel felt when Moses and Aaron fed them sweet morsels of hope that day. That’s what Israel heard—God has seen your misery. And they worshipped. Wouldn’t you? Don’t you? When hope flows in your veins don’t you whisper prayers of gratitude?
