Friday, April 04, 2014

Friday, April 04, 2014


Old Testament: Exodus 2:1-22
Morning Psalms: Psalms 102
New Testament: 1 Corinthians 12:27-13:3
Gospel: Mark 9:2-13
Evening Psalms: Psalms 107:1-32 


“Then Pharaoh gave this order to all his people: ‘Every boy that is born you must throw into the Nile…’ A Levite woman… became pregnant and gave birth to a son... she hid him for three months. But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile.”
(Exodus 1:22; 2:2-3)

The woman in this passage, who saved her son by placing him in a basket along the river’s edge, was Moses’ mother. The baby was Moses. Re-reading the story brought back fond memories of the wooden cradle my brother-in-law, Jim, made for his first child, Amy, in 1978. The cradle has held nine babies in our family over the years -- six girls and three boys -- including Beau and Allison. It’s built of sturdy pine and is beautiful in its simplicity. One meaning of the verb ‘to cradle’ is to support protectively or intimately. To me, that wooden cradle epitomizes a father’s love – a small, cozy bed, crafted by his own hands, where a baby can sleep feeling safe and protected.

As a parent, I have always instinctively wanted to protect my children, both from physical harm and from the emotional pain and disappointment that life sometimes brings. Just as God saved baby Moses to fulfill His plan, I know He has a plan for my “babies.” In the meantime, with God’s help, I’ll be like the cradle, sturdy and true, supporting and protecting them to the best of my ability.

Heavenly Father, thank You for this day and for all You do to love, support, and protect us.  Amen.

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