¹Now a man from the house of Levi went and married a Levite woman.²The woman conceived and bore a son; and when she saw that he was a fine baby, she hid him three months. ³When she could hide him no longer she got a papyrus basket for him, and plastered it with bitumen and pitch; she put the child in it and placed it among the reeds on the bank of the river. ⁴His sister stood at a distance, to see what would happen to him.

⁵The daughter of Pharaoh came down to bathe at the river, while her attendants walked beside the river. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her maid to bring it. ⁶When she opened it, she saw the child. He was crying, and she took pity on him, “This must be one of the Hebrews’ children,” she said. ⁷Then his sister said to Pharaoh’s daughter, “Shall I go and get you a nurse from the Hebrew women to nurse the child for you?” ⁸Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, “Yes.” So the girl went and called the child’s mother. ⁹Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, “Take this child and nurse it for me, and I will give you your wages.” So the woman took the child and nursed it. ¹⁰When the child grew up, she brought him to Pharaoh’s daughter, and she took him as her son. She named him Moses, “because,” she said, “I drew him out of the water.”

Exodus 2:1-10

Dear God, I don’t have the time to do it right now, but I really want to spend some time with Andy Stanley’s “Not In It To Win It” sermon. Maybe I’ll do it later when I’ve finished some other work. But I just keep coming across this concept lately–losing to win. The Israelites lost for hundreds of years for this very moment. All of the centuries of slavery led to the birth of Moses. Joseph (Jacob’s son) lost to win. Even Hagar. Job. David. Jesus. It’s there over and over again.

So it makes me wonder why we try to so hard to win. Why do we struggle for dominance and power? Why do we struggle for security? Why do we struggle to be right and prove others wrong? We have placed much too large of an importance on our own lives. I doubt people in third-world countries think as much of themselves and the impact their voice should have on the world as we do. I think that’s one thing that social media has given us–a false impression of the breadth of our influence. Ninety-nine percent of us only have influence on our immediate sphere, but somehow social media makes us think we have a platform. In reality, the only people listening to our opinions on social media are those who already agree with us. Everyone else stopped following us a long time ago.

Father, My life needs a complete paradigm shift. You’re getting me there. I can feel it. I’m sorry for my confusion from day to day. I’m sorry for feeling overwhelmed and not just looking to you for wisdom and direction. I”m sorry for my sin and selfishness. Thank you for the people who suffered to give me what I have. Help me to not squander what I have and to be willing to take a step back, to lose a battle, so that you might ultimately win the war, whether it happens in my lifetime or not. I guess that’s why I will not be afraid. Take the November election for example. I really don’t know which candidate will bring about your plan. I certainly know my preference, but I will not fear if my preference does not win because I know that your plan is much more thoughtful than mine could ever be.

In Jesus’s name I pray,

Amen