Red Sea Crossing
They hurried down the hill to the water, dust in the air from soldiers chasing after them. “Faster, faster” they cried.
But they found the shore road blocked by chariots from the North and they were trapped.
Moses stood by the sea and prayed. Mothers counted children, and herdsmen their flocks; fruit in heavy baskets; treasures in bags to pay for water. They had all they needed except a way to escape.
And a cold wind blew—louder than armies, wilder than arrows in the sky; wind like a sword that cut the sea in half and set them free.
Thank you God for your awesome power.