Faith always involves a risk. Faith is a gamble that we take when we do something without knowing for sure that the results will be good. Our experience and the experience of others may make the odds favor us, but without a 100 percent guarantee in the results, we still take a gamble.
We call buying a lottery ticket a big gamble; but we call buying blue chip stocks an investment.
We call taking prescription medicine safe medical treatment. We call self-medication a gamble.
Because life holds no guarantees, there is an element of gamble in all that we do, whether it is driving a car or eating rare hamburger meat.
But the kind of risk that Jochebed took with baby Moses falls into a separate category.
The Egyptians were frightened by the increase in the Jewish population, so they ordered that all male babies were to be killed. And then Baby Moses shows up.
So ... What's a mother to do? Can you put yourself in Jochebed's emotional shoes?
You fear the government; You love your child; You want to save your child; You want to obey the Lord!
So you pray. You pray with great fervor. Jochebed, was a shrewd Jewish mother. She was also a woman of great faith. And then a plan slowly begins to form in her mind She knew the usual location at the river Nile where Pharaoh's daughter went for her daily swim. Jochebed got a basket woven out of limber reeds, waterproofed it with tar from a nearby tar-pit, and lined it with linens. Then she placed little Moses in it, and set it adrift in the marsh reeds along the river. She timed Baby Moses' feeding schedule so he would get hungry about the time of Pharaoh's daughter's swim. She also stationed Miriam, Moses' older sister, in a strategic location, to watch what happened, and gave her instructions on what to say.
Sure enough, Moses' daughter appeared at her usual time for her swim and heard a baby crying. She told her ladies in waiting to locate the source of the cry, and when they did, they brought the basket to their mistress. There was a hungry baby, desperately in need of food and other attention ... and how could a wo-man resist? She did what a woman's maternal instincts dictated, even though she recognized the baby as one of the Hebrew children. Now, you know the rest of the story. Miriam stepped up to Pharaoh's daughter and asked if she (Pharaoh's daughter) would like for her (Miriam) to find a wet nurse for the baby from among the Hebrew women. Pharaoh's daughter thought that would be nice, so Miriam went and engaged Jochebed, Moses' birth mother, to be Moses' nurse, and she got to care for her own child and got paid for it at the same time.
That's the story in a nut-shell. But back up in that story for a moment. Having done the best you can, there comes a moment when you push the little wicker ark into the waters of the Nile. You take your hands off. And the rest is in God's hands.
In spite of your best hopes and planning, and prayers, you quiver with anxiety. Will the baby be saved? That Is the Risk of Faith.