“And it came to pass in process of time, that the king of Egypt died: and the children of Israel sighed (groaned) by reason of the bondage, and they cried (out), and their cry came up unto God by reason of the bondage. And God heard their groaning, and God remembered his covenant with Abraham, with Isaac, and with Jacob. And God looked upon the children of Israel, and God had respect unto (acknowledged) them.”Exodus 2:23-25
Nate came into this world at a whopping 9 lbs 2oz, and it seemed he ate all the time to maintain his weight. He did not sleep much at all, and although he was pleasant at times, that was most often not the case. He ruined many a moment by his crying and it often seemed like there was not a thing wrong with him. Rebekah fed him constantly, but he never seemed to be satisfied. He would pick the most inopportune times to cry, but I realize now that he simply cried at all times no matter the time, occasion or meal. I would hear him cry in my dreams and we both grew tired of his crying and were at a loss to get him to stop.
In those days, I worked second shift and would come home at midnight and take over with Nate as Rebekah was exhausted. I would hold him while I watched TV and his little eyes were as big as saucers. He was nowhere ready for bed, but I did my best to rock him to sleep. When he finally seemed ready to go to bed, I would carefully lay him down in his crib just to have him wake up and start crying. We were at a loss of what to do, but we needed to get some sleep and this kid was killing us. We decided we would allow him to cry in his crib, and he just would get used to it and learn to just fall asleep in his own.
We tried this method of allowing him to cry and it seemed like he would never stop. The night hours passed, but it was impossible to sleep as his little vocal chords rivaled Pavarotti. Rebekah could not take it anymore and went into his room only to find blood all over his crib and sheets. Apparently, while he was crying and standing in the bed, he hit his mouth on the rail and started to bleed. His little crib looked like a butcher shop, and we felt so bad that we had let him cry. Rebekah cleaned him up, put new clothes on him, and brought him into our bed. I figured this was Nate’s plan from the get-go, but he never was held so tight as he was that night. His cries were heard, and thankfully, he finally learned to sleep in his own bed and still does to this day.
I think of the children of Israel and the bondage they were going through at the hand of the Egyptians. The Israelite population had grown too big and the Egyptians were fearful that they would be overcome by them. They looked at the population of the people but forgot to look at the size of their God. Their God would later deliver His people in spite of the Egyptians’ attempts to abort the male babies and keep God’s people enslaved. God did not turn a deaf ear to His people, but He heard their cry. He remembered His promises to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob and was as Psalm 46:1 states, “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.” God acknowledged their plight, and Moses was part of God’s plan to be a very present help to them in their time of trouble.
What are you struggling with today? Have you cried out to your God, or have you just cried out to others? Have you recited the promises back to the One who is unable to break a promise? Have you lost hope in the One who is able to do great and mighty things? May we cry unto our God when we are troubled, and may He be the first One we run to. Although it may seem like God is far away, He is ever near when we cry out to Him. There is no feeling like being in the arms of our loving Father, and there is no greater comfort then knowing He cares and listens to our petitions. May we cry out to Him, and may we rest secure in knowing that He hears us.