There is another Moses I know.
This one was found in the bushes by a mother in our church when he was just a few hours old. His mama wrapped him in a green cloth and gently laid him in the grass under a tree. I am convinced that this woman wanted her child to be found, loved and cared for. God put Mama Allen in that garden at just the time to hear his tiny cry. He was cold, premature and sickly, but his little life was so precious and beautiful to the One who created him. The same God who led and used the Moses of the Bible is the One who is leading, protecting and using this little Moses too! He has a plan and purpose and calling for this little man. I am overwhelmed at God's blessing and goodness to me that I can be "mama" to this child of His. I never expected to be a single mom. My life is not the way I "planned' or thought it would be. But it is so much more beautiful, hard, stretching and amazing than anything I could have dreamed up! God's way is so much more beautiful!!
Being Moses's mother makes me think of his birth mother quite often. So many can be angry with her for what she did. It certainly wasn't right, but I also think of how desperate she must have been. What made her desperate enough to leave him in the garden can only be speculated and we might never know. It could have been to protect him from an abusive father, or she was a woman who hid her pregnancy and therefore didn't want to show up at home with a baby, or she knew she didn't have the resources to care for him? Her act, however wrong it was, may have been done out of immense love for him. Did she cry as she walked away from him? Did she hide in the bushes until someone came for him, like Moses of the Bible's sister did? Maybe she prays for him every day? I pray for her. I pray for this mother of my son who took care of him for the first months of his developing life, nestled right in there next to her heart. He heard her voice, danced right along with her, felt pain when she was sad and was soothed when she sang. This woman delivered him through excruciating pain, but I think the worst pain of all must have been when she last looked at his handsome face, stroked his cheek, released his tiny hand and walked away.
This difficult beginning shows that God has big plans for his life! He could have easily died in that garden. Dogs could have come, he could have died of hunger or the hail storm we had just hours after he was found. He could have died even after we took him in, since he was so small and should have been in the NICU. God has some big task he needs Moses here on earth for. Something only he can do! God chose one baby Moses from infancy to prepare and grow him for an important task and I believe He is growing this Moses for a purpose as well!
There are so many people who pour into each of our lives! They shape and mold who we are. I am thrilled and scared to death to have the honor of raising Moses. I couldn't love him more if I had given birth to him! Loving him doesn't mean I have all the answers and I know I will fail over and over again. I know I will need help and encouragement from others. I know Moses will need godly men to be examples and mentors. I know many of the hurdles I have to face in the next few months through the adoption process... mountains will need to be moved!