Article April 19, 1999 Issue

SPIRITUAL JOURNEYS

It was hopeless, so I trusted God

"Almost a decade ago I had my own Red Sea experience. Our savings were exhausted, our house was going into foreclosure, and we had very little food."

By Anita Jansson Brady

MORE THAN THREE THOUSAND years ago a newly liberated Hebrew nation stood at the edge of the Red Sea, with the expectancy of the Promised Land before them. But their joy was short-lived. Pharaoh's troops were in hot pursuit, and they seemed trapped between the soldiers and the sea. Terrified, they cried out, "It had been better for us to serve the Egyptians, than that we should die in the wilderness" (Ex. 14:12).

Moses, on the other hand, had experienced God's presence, power, and love for some time. This apparently hopeless situation was no exception, for God supplied what was needed in a remarkable way: the waters parted and the people crossed safely.

Almost a decade ago I had my own Red Sea experience. After a martial breakup, I moved to another city. There I found that my current profession was not active enough to support me and my two children. A year later, our savings were exhausted, our house was going into foreclosure, and we had very little food. I couldn't see how I could get a well-paying job or the money necessary for the additional education needed to pursue another career.

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