I’ve been sharing a few poems drawing on the Exodos story, and, to sit alongside those poems, I’m also sharing extracts from my book The Bible Story Retold.
I am also sharing from its companion volume, Prayers and Verses through the Bible.
I hope that these passages will place the poems in a wider and deeper context. Thank you to all the people who are reading my blog. I really value your time and attention. I’m aware that people from a wide variety of places and backgrounds gather here, in virtual space, and I hope these extracts enrich your time reading.
Here are links to the poems so far:
Pharaoh’s daughter, and the child.
And here is my retelling…. based onExodus 3 (and 4:27)
Then, one day, as the sheep grazed on the slopes of Mount Sinai, Moses saw something: it was bright flames leaping up from within a bush. He began walking towards the burning bush, curious, because he saw that although it was crackling with flames, the bush was not being burned up. And then a voice called from within the flames.
“Don’t come any closer. Take off your shoes, for you are on holy ground!” Moses obeyed the voice.
“I am the God of your forefathers: the God of Abraham and Isaac and Jacob…”
Moses hid his face, afraid to look on God.
“… and I have heard the cries of my people. I have seen their suffering, and felt their pain. I want to pull them out from under their slave masters’ whips and bring them to a good, gentle land: a land of plenty. You are the man I have chosen to send to Pharaoh. You will rescue my people form Egypt.”
Moses was stunned, utterly shocked. “But…. but…. I can’t! Why me? What if they ask me who sent me?”
“I am God, and I am sending you. I am the God of Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob: the God of the Israelites.”
“But…” Moses was still full of fears at the thought of returning to Egypt and speaking for his people. He blurted them out to God: no one would listen to him; he stuttered; there had to be someone else for the job. But God did not give up. Glod promes to help, and to work miracles through Moses. Aaron, Moses’ brother, would help him, and God would be with them.
So, fearful and uncertain, Moses left with his wife and sons. And, as he raised his eyes toward Egypt, he saw his brother, Aaron, running to meet him.
And from Prayers and Verses
Grant us a heart wide open to all this beauty; and save our souls from being so blind that we pass unseeing when even the common thornbush is aﬂame with your glory, O God our creator, who lives and reigns for ever and ever.
WALTER RAUSCHENBUSCH (1861–1918)
Dear Lord, Help us to see you today in all the ordinary things when we walk, and talk, and play; help us to know that the whole earth is full of your glory, and that the ground is holy. Amen
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will ﬂame out, like shining from shook foil.
GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS (1844–89)
This post draws on the Sunday Retold series on this blog, which pairs the readings and prayers together.
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