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Hidden in Plain View

God has put great people in plain view but often we don’t see them for who they are because they are children. We walk pass these children every day. For example in the book of Exodus in the Bible Moses was put right in Pharaoh’s house. Pharaoh was walking pass Moses every day, but he did not know who he was seeing. This was just a little boy, a little toddler named Moses hanging onto Pharaoh's daughter's skirt. He had no idea he was housing and feeding and educating the biggest threat to the economy and future of Egypt.

I imagine Pharaoh greeted him from time to time and asked him how he was doing. He asked about his studies. He bowed his head before Pharaoh as taught by his tutors. Moses was courteous, and spoke fluently in the Egyptian tongue. Moses knew the great works of Egyptian art and literature. He could read the hieroglyphics and knew their meaning. No one thought anything about it. Moses dressed in the Egyptian clothes. His eyes were lined with the black that defined his eye color. He looked like and acted like one of them. Moses ate the rich bounty of the king’s table.

However down in his heart Moses had a disconnect with his Egyptian life. His mother, Jochebed, had planted a seed in Moses while he nursed at her breast. She had breathed centuries of prayer into his mind as he imbibed her life giving milk. He was nourished by his father Amram’s touch and sister, Miriam’s gaze. The very child who once was in danger of having his life snuffed out lived freely in his parents' house protected by Pharaoh’s guard and with the king’s seal on it. Moses was in plain view but they did not know who he was. Moses parents did not know that they were nurturing their freedom and the deliverer of their people.

My question is what child are you walking by day by day. That child may have the mark of greatness on him or her. Do you know there is a war on for the hearts and minds of our children? Our children are in plain view. Interact with these future leaders. Pray for our children, encourage them and the parents who are raising them. These little ones will either lead into evil or into good. Let's do our part to make sure they are leading to good.
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