First surprise. Next puzzlement, followed by fear, like icy fingers round the heart. When Moses’ well-tended secret hit the prime-time networks, he got the shakes. And acting on fear, the biblical account states that “he left from the presence of Pharaoh.” Why did he run? Verse fifteen tells us, “Pharaoh attempted to kill Moses.” Now that Moses had tipped his hand and shown his true duty, Pharaoh couldn’t stomach having such a threat around. In the king’s eyes, a faithless and out-of-control prince was better off dead.
What terrible consequences grew out of Moses’ ill-considered action. It is truly possible that you, too, have been forced to address such consequences. Your track record may reflect a pattern of great aspiration but tiny information. Great need but tiny discernment. Great hopes but small mildness. Great fervour but tiny knowledge. And so you’ve got to run the rabbit trails right to the sour dead-ends, one after another. You have run quicker every time, but never succeeded. None has taken you where you wanted to go. And if the truth were known, your rash actions have led to an intolerable situation. In my book, there’s just one thing worse than being at the end of a self-directed life, and that is being in the middle of one. You assert, “Well, I am in my thirties, I ought to understand better than that.” Moses was 40.
You assert, “Hey, I’m no novice! I have got education and coaching like you would not believe!” Better than Moses? Remember, by this time in his career, he was “educated in all of the learning of the Egyptians.” Our electrifying resum is a part of the difficulty. Infrequently we are educated beyond our own intelligence.
We know more than we are safe to handle! The reality is, when you depend on the flesh to find employment done, you do not need more schooling. You do not need another degree. You do not want more coaching conventions. Plain and easy, you want knowledge. So do I. So do all of Almighty God’s folk. But discerning knowledge needs time. It takes some major bumps in the road. It takes enduring some failures and swallowing large and sour applications of modesty. Welcome to fact.
