The Great Pyramid of Giza is the most iconic monument of Egypt, if not the whole world. More wondrous, though, is the way it vividly symbolises the hierarchy of power.
It is an appropriate representation of the ancient Egyptian empire, in its glory and vast grandeur. It certainly typifies the lofty power wielded by the Pharaohs.
When one Pharaoh decreed that all Hebrew male child be killed at birth, his word stood uncontended. He was seated at the apex of earthly kingdom, even as the topmost stone sat at peak of the pyramid.
Moses was born during the full implementation of this decree. Naturally, he had no right to live beyond the first hour of his birth.
However, by some miraculous circumstances, Moses survived. Not only did he escape death—go figure!—he was consequently brought up in the palace of Pharaoh. The child that was to be killed at birth was raised by the very authority that had ordered his death.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; My cup runs over.Psalms 23:5
That is a truly remarkable story, when you think about it. Not only was Pharaoh’s decree contravened, his authority was effectively put to shame.
The story of Moses points to the workings of a greater authority. One that was far above, far beyond, Pharaoh’s decree. There was another hierarchy, the base of which Pharaoh couldn’t touch.
The Egyptian pyramids were planted on the earth, but there was a greater one rooted in the skies, the height of which reached the heaven of heavens.
They were surely perplexed, one Pharaoh to another, as they searched for it. “Could there really be a higher peak?” they must have asked themselves, “we sure don’t see any.” In their foolishness, they said to the Israelites:
“Who is the Lord, that I should obey His voice to let Israel go? I do not know the Lord, nor will I let Israel go.”Exodus 5:2
Oh, He showed them His mighty hand alright. They searched for Him in the haughtiness of their hearts, from the zenith of their pyramids. And God showed them His outstretched arm.
Poor Moses, even he couldn’t tell at first. He searched too, and asked the same question, albeit in the humbleness of his heart. He asked it, once and for all; and aren’t we all invited to know this wonderful mystery?
Not as Pharaoh knew shall we know. Nay. Pharoah learnt the hard way, even unto his ruin. As for us, we come upon the knowledge of God according to His own very words when He told Moses, “Ehyeh-Asher-Ehyeh”. In English, “I AM WHO I AM”.
And we know, great deeds always follow His words.
He is the God who was, who is, who becomes—all for His glorious purpose—revealed to us in the Person of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.
The same arm that dealt Pharaoh a deadly blow has also conquered death. The very hand that brought Israel out of bondage has brought salvation for all humankind.
The story of Moses may have been remarkable, but your story—in Jesus Christ—is incomparable. It is wonderful. Exceedingly marvelous. Some would even say it is unbelievable.
It is quite incredible, isn’t it? The knowledge of God, the revelation of His power, has been laid in the heart of the lowly. It confounds the likes of Pharaoh, who sit at the top of their pyramids, who pride themselves in earthly glory, failing to acknowledge the saving grace of God.
Whatever forces conjure up against you (didn’t Pharaoh do some conjuring too?), show them that you have a great God. He resides in heaven, but He also dwells in you. In Christ Jesus, you have nothing to fear.