What is our chief end? To glorify the Most High by and through Christ.
“Whether therefore ye eat, or drink, or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God.” I Corinthians 10:31
“If any man speak, let him speak as the oracles of God; if any man minister, let him do it as of the ability which God giveth: that God in all things may be glorified through Jesus Christ, to whom be praise and dominion for ever and ever. Amen. 16 Yet if any man suffer as a Christian, let him not be ashamed; but let him glorify God on this behalf.” I Peter 4:11, 16
In those quiet moments of reflection, when you look back on your life as a mother, nothing brings you more glory than the righteous successes of your children. Your pain, endurance, sacrifice, selflessness and labor is made fruitful when you see your children wax strong in the ways of the Most High. Our foremother, Jochebed, whose name means YHWH glorified, indeed lived to glorify our Creator. Her clever and selfless wit, together with the impeccable instruction she surely received from her husband Amram, helped to raise great leaders of Israel—Moses, Aaron, and Miriam.
Imagine the shrieking cries of our people in Goshen when Pharaoh charged that all sons born be thrown in the river to die. The desperation and suffering is unfathomable. Jochebed could have resorted to her emotions and done what seemed right to her, but because she was a godly woman, she knew only death would result in that end (Proverbs 14:12). Accordingly, she denied her own desires and sacrificed her son Moses to protect him who was destined to be Israel’s lawgiver. She put Moses in a basket and let him go down on the Nile River. How utterly terrifying is that move?
When my children were babies, I would not put them on the floor of other people’s homes just for the mere fact that I didn’t trust their floors were clean enough. I certainly would not have put them in a floaty in a pool by themselves. So now imagine what Jochebed must have felt putting her beautiful 3 month old son Moses in a basket in a river where a strong enough rapid could have flipped the basket over and drowned the babe. Or the basket could have been ripped apart and the babe eaten by alligators. Or even yet, the basket could have even been captured by Egyptian soldiers who would have killed the babe instantly. But none of that stopped Jochebed because she knew the child would be protected by the Most High as she was fulfilling His will.
But that was not the end of Jochebed in Moses’ life. Moses’ sister Miriam watched over the basket until it was picked up by Pharaoh’s daughter. Miriam asked Pharaoh’s daughter if she should find a Hebrew woman to nurse the babe for her. Miriam brought Jochebed. It was a perfectly clever plan. Jochebed was able to continue to nurse and rear her son in the faith. She may have been unable to call Moses her son and Moses may have been unable to call Jochebed his mother, but nonetheless, the bond of love was strong and the faith of his mother glorified the Most High and taught Moses exceedingly well.
Undoubtedly, Jochebed relished in great joy, honor, and glory in the successes of their children Moses, Aaron and Miriam.
“23 By faith Moses, when he was born, was hid three months of his parents, because they saw he was a proper child; and they were not afraid of the king’s commandment. 24 By faith Moses, when he was come to years, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh’s daughter; 25 Choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of God, than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season; 26 Esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures in Egypt: for he had respect unto the recompence of the reward. 27 By faith he forsook Egypt, not fearing the wrath of the king: for he endured, as seeing him who is invisible. 28 Through faith he kept the passover, and the sprinkling of blood, lest he that destroyed the firstborn should touch them.” Hebrews 11:23-28
Praises to you Jochebed for glorifying our LORD.