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Frog’s just one more day with them

Frogs everywhere

Frog'sToday I want to share a fairly simple thought with you. It’s about procrastination. It’s about putting off doing something good for a more convenient time. Exodus 8:1-11

And it’s found in a familiar story in the Bible that you’re likely to recognize but perhaps have never though of in this way. It’s found in the book of Exodus, the 2nd book of the OT. I’ll give you some back story, and then read the scripture.

Moses, the former prince of Egypt, has been called back by God to convince Pharoah to release the Hebrews, to be free from slavery to live in their own land and work their own soil. God had told Moses that He, God, would work through him, Moses, with signs and wonders to persuade Egypt’s evil king to let His people go.

So Moses walks back into Egypt like a Middle Eastern John Wayne or Gary Cooper, almost all alone in the battle against evil. In order to convince the Pharoah that God’s way is better, Moses performs a miracle: turning the waters of Egypt to blood. All the water became undrinkable, un-usable. This plague does nothing to convince Pharoah to let the Hebrew slaves go. Here’s where we pick up today’s story: Ex.8:1.

I find this somewhat of a funny story. It’s not funny that God’s chosen people were in prison. It’s not funny that Moses had to go back and confront the man who was his uncle by adoption. It’s not funny that the Egyptians were about to go through horrible times because of the stubbornness of their leader. No, what’s funny about this story is what Pharoah says in response to the plague of frogs. Moses asks him, “When do you want these things gone?” And Pharoah replies, “How about tomorrow?”

Frogs in the houses

Now, why would Pharoah say “tomorrow”? I mean, I’m thinking that if I had frogs all around me, I’d want them gone ASAP. Someone described this situation: “Frogs in the houses, frogs in the beds, frogs baked with the food in the ovens, frogs in the kneading troughs worked up with the flour; frogs with their monotonous croak, frogs with their cold slimy skins, everywhere–from morning to night, from night to morning–frogs.”

I think I’d pretty much want those things gone. But Pharoah wanted one more day of them. Why? Why would he tolerate them another day? Because he wasn’t quite ready not to be in charge anymore. He wanted one more day of being in power.