Pharoe

Today, I thought about Pharoe.  When asked when he wanted to be delivered, he said, “Tomorrow”.  I find it odd that locust have eaten your crops, flies are in your hair, frogs have taken over the city and your water source has been defiled with blood yet you want to be delivered tomorrow.  I guess, for some people, things have to get worse before they can get better.  They are not really prepared for deliverance.  They aren’t prepared to be free.  I notice that they will come to your house and vent about their frustrations, but become angered when you make suggestions.  Even a battered wife, will find a good reason to stay with her abusive husband.  The moment you say, “leave him”, she thinks you want him for yourself.  She accuses you of trying to make decisions for her life and she rejects you.  That person is not ready to be delivered.  For this I say, just walk away.  It may take some stitches before she or he gets the hint, but this situation cannot clog up my joy and peace.  I have problems of my own.