Sometimes I get so high upon my self righteousness that I can’t see the similarities between Pharaoh and me.
No I’ve never held people captive or had slaves catering to me. I’ve never inflicted physical suffering or beaten people to do what I need.
But me and Pharaoh have some similarities you see. It took 10 plagues for him to allow Gods people to flee. It took pain and suffering to get his attention, drastic measures for him to give heed.
I’m ashamed to say, it’s taken that to get my attention in different ways. I read that story and shake my head as if I haven’t also been stubborn, as if I didn’t have to come to the end of me before I could start to listen, before I could give heed.
Sometimes my self righteousness gives me a high seat and I can’t see my short comings, sometimes my pride is a friend to me.
But Pharaoh didn’t see what I can see. He didn’t see how Gods grace redeems, how sweet His mercy can be, how His blood can set you free.
I think that’s one of the best differences between Pharaoh and me.
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