A Jochabed Faith

And the girl went and got the baby’s mother.
Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, “Take this
baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you.”
So the woman took the baby and nursed him.
-- Exodus 2:8-9



Jochabed. She feared God more than the
Nile. She didn’t know what would become of
her precious baby boy, but she knew he was
safer in a basket on the river. Perhaps she
sent the baby’s sister to the riverbank to keep
an eye on him. Did she rejoce when Miriam
ran back to her?

“Come, Mama! Pharaoh’s daugher has taken
my brother from the river. She needs
someone to feed him for her!” Oh, how
Jochabed must have run with Miriam, back to
her baby, to hold and nurse him again.

Can you imagine Jochabed’s happiness for
her son’s safety and her sorrow at not having
him as her own any longer? I can’t. But there
are those who can.

Mothers who stand firm in the face of an
abortion industry and give birth to a child.
Mothers who know that when her child is born
it will belong to another. Mothers whose
babies leave the hospital without her, in some
other parents’ arms. Mothers who, like
Jochabed, trusted God to provide a safe
refuge and let the basket go.

May God fill the hearts of these very special
mothers with peace and joy.