Apr 18, 2022
Passover thought....
I'm supposed to remember that I, too, was a slave in Egypt. That I, too, was there at My. Sinai.
So you ever really think about what that means? How does it shape you? How should it?
I think I should work to fight systems of oppression. And also learn to relax, because I've worked for so hard, for so long. I saw the plagues, and the terrible things they did. And I saw the plagues of my own time, a reflection of them. I should be in awe of God and the things I've seen. And also I'll never see the Promised Land. I see great miracles performed for me. And I'll still cry when I'm hungry. I'll still struggle with faith. I'll come back again and again.
Am I supposed to learn from this? Do I ever get out of Egypt? The desert?
