Monday, March 24, 2008

My Take on Exodus 14:21-31, Moses and the parting of the Red Sea

An Elder’s Tale

I am an elderly man, the last
remaining solider of the Israelite army.

I once believed in convenient worship and desired
to remain on familiar grounds. For who wants to live,
better yet, who wants to die in an unknown land
and be buried by strangers?

We wished Moses
would have let us be as comfort greatly outweighs truth.
None of us believed what this prophet promised
about a strange protection we knew nothing of.
It is hard to believe in things you can’t see, but then we seen

as a powerful wind turned water into land and we were allowed
to cross. The Egyptians followed, but they were perused
by a sea that was not as kind to them. Submerged, still
chariot wheels were the last we saw of them

and the sound of dead Egyptian soldiers being swallowed
by the Red Sea was drowned out and replaced by tambourines
and trumpets which began playing inside of me on this day
and have not stopped since…

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