Crossing the Red Sea

Did you ever wonder what the Children of Israel were thinking as they were crossing the Red Sea?

According to Exodus 14, “the Israelites went through the sea on dry ground, with a wall of water on their right and on their left”. I wonder if this struck them as odd. I wonder how their rational minds explained or justified such a peculiar event. I always wondered if they could look into the walls of water on either side of them and see fish. (but I digress)

There had to be a rational way to explain this miracle. There had to be a way for their natural human brains to process and understand what was happening. If I am reading the story correctly, it says that a strong east wind blew all night long and pushed the waters back. I know, it didn’t happen that way when Charlton Hesston did it in the movie, but that is what the Bible says.

So, technically speaking, the wind did it. God used the wind, a common natural everyday presence, to carry out his will and demonstrate his power. The use of the wind however, makes it no less a miracle.

That has been my experience with God working in my life. The miracles that I have witnessed have been on the surface, explainable, natural, and common occurrences. But they have always had an undeniable way of revealing God’s love, his will for my life, and his power to carry it out.

I always condemned the Children of Israel for so soon forgetting the Miracles. One minute they would be happy, joyous, and free - awe struck by God’s power and care, and then the next minute they would be despondent - worrying and complaining about being thirsty, hungry, and tired. No mater how great the miracle, it was always quickly and completely forgotten.

I shouldn’t have been so quick to condemn them. I am the same way. I have witnessed many great miracles. God has taken extraordinary care of me and my family. He always has, and he always will. But, right now I’m tired and the desert is hot, and the road is long. ..
God forgive me.