Steady Till Sunset.
Aaron and Hur held his (Moses’) hands up–one on one side, one on the other–so that his hands remained steady till sunset. Exodus 17:12
When my daughter called, she was mentally exhausted, having wrestled with another round of anxiety (a chronic and unwelcome visitor).
Our conversation directed my thoughts to the scene in Exodus where God gives the Israelites victory over the Amalekites. Earlier, these brutal band of warriors had come and attacked the Israelites at a place called Rephidim (vs 8).
Following provocation, it was game on.
Moses had already commanded Joshua to go out and fight the Amalekites, followed by the reassurance… “Tomorrow I will stand on top of the hill with the staff of God in my hands.”
I might have preferred something along the lines of, “Tomorrow, you and me, dude. We fight those Amalekites to the end, side by side, warriors of Almighty God united in cause, strength in numbers!!”
So long as Moses was able to stand steady and keep his hands raised over the battle, God allowed the Israelites to win. But when the inevitable happened and Moses’ hands grew tired, he lowered them, giving the Amalekites points in their column.
I’m betting Aaron and Hur likely locked their gazes on Moses’ hands, assured of their job description Because when those raised hands begin to sink, they took a stone and put it under Moses for him to sit and held Moses’ hands up. (vs 12)
“…his hands remained steady till sunset.”
The essence of my counsel to my daughter was,
“You need to reach out to the people in your life who you know will be faithful to pray you through.”
Ready and willing hand-holders.
For as long as it takes.
As a Believer, I expect to be targeted by the enemy. Sometimes all day long.
That requires me to enlist prayer support so I don’t fight my “Amalekites” alone. Pride would have me staunchly refusing help, hands fisted overhead. This rarely ever goes well.
I need to enlist prayer support so I don’t fight my “Amalekites” alone. Pride would have me staunchly refusing help, hands fisted overhead. This rarely ever goes well. @MaryAFelkins #author #storystyledevos #amwriting #inspiration
Arms turn to gel…lowering…until I just can’t…
The sunrise to sunset of my particular battle may not be measured in a matter of minutes. Or a 12+ hour day. It could stretch to 12 months. Years even.
That’s a lot of time to wrestle with the enemy without trusty side-kicks to steady my hands.
I won’t win.
I’d like to think Moses insisted on having Aaron and Hur alongside him, knowing they’d hold his hands steady till sunset if needed. This wasn’t a matter of assuring Moses’ comfort. Joshua and company would have been lambs to slaughter without unceasingly prayer support.
As am I.
Aaron and Hur weren’t superheros. The faithful tribe of two needed God’s to sustain them, as well.
The real hand-raising hero of the story is—and always will be—God.
“So Joshua overcame the Amalekite army with the sword.” (vs 13)
Who are the “Aarons” and “Hurs” who keep your hands steady till sunset? If we can’t answer that within a matter of seconds it’s time to enlist a few.
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