# 72 - Moses, Aaron, and Miriam - In this episode of The Chosen People with Yael Eckstein, we explore the powerful reunion of Moses and Aaron, two brothers called by God to lead Israel's deliverance. Witness their journey from doubt to divine purpose, reminding us of the strength found in unity and faith.
Episode 72 of The Chosen People with Yael Eckstein is inspired by the Book of Exodus.
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Today's opening prayer is inspired by Psalm 133:1, "Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!"
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Show Notes:
(02:36) Intro with Yael Eckstein
(03:54) Moses, Aaron, and Miriam - Cinematic Retelling
(20:54) Reflection with Yael Eckstein
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Did you see his eyes? There is cold as stones said he was cruel. This one, this one is ambitious. He will not be satisfied with what his father beat.
You want more, you want everything.
Our burden girl heavier.
I feel it in my bones.
He will use us until we break, and then he will grind our bones to dust to make more pitch. Please, my man will be content with mere servitude.
He will bleed us dry.
I have seen the affliction of my people in Egypt.
I have heard.
Their cries and beheld their suffering.
I have come to deliver them out of slavery and carry them to a land of promise, A vast and vibrant land healing with life, a land flowing with milk and honey.
Who am I to do this to the task. I am a rogue Egyptian and a former prince. They won't follow me there and look good for this, You're the wrong man.
Your brother Aaron walks among the people. He is an orator of skill and a man of the people. I have already instructed him to meet you. When he sees you, it will please his heart. You shall speak to him, but he shall proclaim on your behalf. I shall command you, and you shall command him. He shall be your.
Mouth, and you shall be like a god to him.
When Moses spoke, the fire in his heart mirrored the burning bush, kindling Aaron's spirit shallo my friends from here in the Holy Land. Welcome to the Chosen People. I'm ya l Exstein. With the International Fellowship of Christians and Jews. Each day we'll hear a dramatic story inspired by the Bible, stories filled with timeless lessons of faith, love, and the meaning of life. Through israel story, we find this truth that we are all chosen for something great. If you're interested in finding out more about the prophetic, life saving work of the International Fellowship of Christians and Jews, you can visit our website at IFCJ dot org. What happens when two brothers separated by destiny reunite things to a divine calling. Have you ever wondered how the paths of our lives, though seemingly random, are actually orchestrated by a higher purpose. In this week's episode from the Hebrew Bible, we encounter the profound and mystical reunion of Moses and Aaron, a convergence of fate, prophecy, and stirring whispers from God.
Aaron pulled his threadbare cloak title trying to shield himself from the unrelenting sun that burned down upon the cracked earth. His feet, sore and blistered, slipped on the loose stones as he climbed the jagged mountain pile outside Goshen. He wasn't supposed to be here. He should have been in the slave pits with his kin. But a voice had called him, clear and commanding, so he had obeyed. The voice had come to him in the dead of night, a whisper in his dreams, yet it had struck like thunder.
Go into the wilderness.
There you will meet your brother Moses.
At the mountain, Aaron had been two days to ask a question in reply. By the time he had the wherewithal to respond, he was awake in a cold sweat. His weathered hands trembled as he recalled the words Moses, his long lost brother was raised in the gilded halls of Pharaoh, while Aaron toiled in the mud pits with his kin. What could God want with the rejected prince of Egypt? And why, after all these years, had they chosen to reunite the sons of Amra. Doubt gnaw did Aaron's God like a hungry jackal. He had heard the whispers among his people, tales of moses flight from Egypt, of murder and betrayal. Some claimed he had turned his back on his true family, embracing the decadence of the oppressors. Others insisted he was a coward fleeing justice for his crimes. As Aaron crested a rocky hill, his eyes caught sight of a lone figure in the distance. The man moved slowly, his gait uneven, wearing the woolen clothes of a shepherd. Yet there was something in his bearing, a sense of authority that could not be mistaken. Aaron's heart thudded painfully in his chest.
Could it truly be ah Moses?
The figure turned at the sound of his name and In that moment, the years of separation fell away like dust in the wind. Aaron did not see the lost Prince of Egypt or the rumored murderer. He saw only the bright eyed babe he had cradled in his arms before setting him adrift on the nile. Without thought, without hesitation, he rushed forward, embracing his brother with a fervor born of decades of longing. He kissed him on the cheek as if he were a child.
Again, My baby brother, he returned.
Moses steadied himself, trying to hold back the torrent of emotions that threatened to overwhelm him, but he could not. He crumbled into his older brother's arms, a mixture of exhaustion, confusion, and relief flooding over him like a breaking way. For a moment, he felt like a child again, finding refuge in the strength of his big brother's embrace. Aaron patted his back, holding him close as Moses wept, releasing years of pent up anguish in sobs that echoed off the stone walls of the mountain. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Aaron spoke, his voice low and tender.
The God of our forefathers, appeared to me in a dream, commanding me to come here and meet you.
What has happened? Why have you returned? He has a name.
I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, the Lord.
He is shown himself to you.
Yes, he appeared to me in flames of fire. He said that he's heard the cries of our people. He will defeat Pharaoh and lead them out of this place.
Aaron pulled back his eyes, searching his brother's face. Gone was the smooth skinned baby he had once known. In his place stood a man marked by the wilderness, his eyes burning with a strange inner fire that both awed and unnerved. Aaron, tell me everything. The two retreated to the shade of a gnarled acacia tree, where the sun could not reach them. As the day he dragged on, Moses recounted his encounter with the Almighty. He spoke of the bush that burned but was not consumed of a staff turned to a serpent, of a hand struck with leprosy, and then restored with each pale of divine wonder. Aaron felt the walls of doubt inside him crumble, replaced by something both frightening and exhilarating.
And the Lord has chosen you, brother, he says, your tongue is silver where mine is bled. You ought to be my voice, to speak to our people and to Pharaoh himself.
Aaron chuckled, the idea almost absurd. He broke a dry twig between his fingers and tossed it aside, his face suddenly serious.
Miriam and I have been praying for this day. We've been praying for deliverance. We've already rallied the people to see God most the Lord, but we never imagine what it would actually look like when that deliverance came. I never thought in a million years that baby TV would drift back upstream to save us.
And yet here you are.
In the flesh, so you will help me.
Do I have a choice?
No, neither of us do. If I'd had it my way, I would have remained a midion.
Oh, my dear brother, Now you know what it's like to be a slave.
The two laughed under the acacia tree. At that moment, they both realized the years that had been lost between them. Moses gripped Aaron's shoulder, his touch firm yet gentle.
The Lord will be with us both. You will teach us what to say and what to do. We are but instruments of his will.
As the brothers made their way back to the outskirts of Goshen, word of their arrivals spread like wildfire through the Hebrew encampments. Men and women emerged from their mud brick hovels, their faces weary and drawn, etched with suspicion and the hard won caution of the opbreast.
Have you come to be our master again?
Aaron felt Moses stiffen beside him, and saw the flash of pain in his brother's eyes. He knew then the true weight of the task ahead, not just to defy Pharaoh, but to heal the wounds of a broken people, to unite a nation that had been fractured by centuries of suffering.
Ignore them, they'll come around.
It's what I expected. I'm not a true Hebrew, Egyptian or Midianite. I'm You're chosen.
I suppose that's what matters most.
Eh.
Aaron led Moses through the jagged streets of Goshen, guiding him to a small humble dwelling near the Niles banks. As they approached, Moses paused, breathing, in the sense of pitch and baked bread mingling in the air. He heard the reeds whispering in the breeze, and though he had no memory of it, a strange familiarity tugged at his heart.
This was our home, wasn't it? It still is.
Aaron opened the door. Inside, his wife and children were gathered around a low table, sharing a simple meal.
This is my wife, Elishaba, and my son's naidad by who Eliezer.
And Isamah Elisheba.
This is my brother Moses, the one I've told you about.
It is an honor to meet you all.
Lord Moses, or I.
Just Moses is fine.
The tender moment was interrupted by the sound of footsteps behind them. A woman appeared in the doorway, her dark hair streaked with gray, her thin lips curled into a knowing half smile. Moses needed no introduction. Her eyes told him everything. This was his sister, Moses, Visus Miriam, our sister. Moses opened his mouth to speak, but was quickly interrupted.
Why are you here, easy, Miriam?
I want to know why have you returned after all these years?
The God of our ancestors sent him.
I'm not speaking to you Aaron, I'm speaking to our little brother, the royal pup prince of Egypt, the one who always knew his heritage, yet did nothing to help us. He offered no mercy or charity in our direction. The only time he did stand up for us, he made a mess and made Pharaoh come down on us harder. So I will ask the question again, Moses, why are you you here?
Moses gripped his staff, his jaw clenching against the sting of her words. He knew there was truth in her accusations, that still they cut deep, poking at the raw pride that still lingered from his royal upbringing. He realized at that moment just how great a chasm lay between him and these people. He needed Aaron's comforting presence, but Miriam's harsh prodding honesty might prove just as crucial.
I am no prince. I am a servant, a servant of the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. His commands brought me here. He is why I have come. I didn't want this role. I rejected it at first, but the Lord wouldn't let me. And there are no doubts you can pose to me that I haven't posed to myself, for better or worse. I am the Lord's man. Through me and this staff in my grip, he shall deliver you.
Miriam took a few silent steps forward, me to moses gaze.
How can we trust that you won't run again? When you killed that Egyptian all those years ago, Pharaoh's grip became harder.
I had been met by one who alters the wind's course. I have seen his wonders before my eyes. I know there's nowhere I can run to where he will not find me. It is love and fear that binds me to you and to these people.
We've prayed for deliverance. We've prayed for so long.
It will come easy, Miriam, But it will come, and I'm not leaving.
Miriam's half smile finally gave way to a full one. Cracking the edges of her weathered face. She held Moses's face and bent his forehead down to hers.
Welcome home, brother, I will follow you.
Moses let out a sigh of relief.
Let's eat.
Moses can tell us tales of everything that happened to get him here. Then tomorrow we gather the people.
The crowd was unruly, stirred by Moses' presence.
How do we know he wasn't sent from Pharaoh to spy on us?
Raising his hands, Aaron called out in a voice that carried across the murmuring crowd.
Brothers, sisters, hear me.
The din subsided, all eyes turning to the unlighty pair standing before them.
I know the doubts that plague your hearts. They have plagued mine as well. But I tell you now the God of our fathers has not abandoned us. He has sent us a deliverer, one who will lead us out of bondage into a land of milk and honey.
A ripple of whispers passed through the crowd. Aaron pressed on, gesturing to Moses.
This man, my brother in blood and in spirit, has been chosen by the Almighty. He has seen wonders and heard the very voice of God, and now he brings a message of hope to all who will listen.
As Aaron spoke, he saw the change come over the gathered Hebrews. Suspicion gave way to curiosity, and then to a tentative hope. When at last he fell silent, Moses stepped forward, his eyes shining with unshed tears. He was nervous, which gave way to more of his stammering.
The Lord hath your misery. He has heard your groaning, and he remembers his covenant with Abraham, with Isaac, and with Jacob.
A hush fell over the crowd. As Moses paused, He drew a deep breath and steadied himself. He knew that they needed more than words. If they were going to risk their lives in defiance of Pharaoh, they needed to know for certain that the Lord was on their side. Moses raised his staff, the gnarled wood gleaming in the fading sunlight. With a swift motion, he cast it to the ground, and before the astonished eyes of all present, it transformed into a writhing serpent. Gasps of awe and fear irrupted from the onlookers. Some fell to their knees, while others pressed forward for a closer look. Aaron watched in amazement as Moses calmly reached down and grasped the snake by tale, transforming it once more into a harmless staff.
This is but a taste of the wonders the Lord will perform.
Through his power, we will be freed from the yoke of Pharaoh. Our children, children will tell tales of this day, the day when hope.
Was rekindled in the land of our oppressors.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the gathered Hebrews, Aaron saw the change in their faces. Where once there had been despair and resignation, now burned the first ends of faith and determination. They bowed their heads, murmuring prayers of thanksgiving and supplication. In the growing darkness. Miriam and Aaron turned to their brother, their expressions a mixture of gratitude and resolve.
You have given them home, Now give them freedom.
I will be your voice. Brother.
Together we shall shake the very foundations of Egypt.
And lead our people to the promised Land. And so it begins.
The siblings stood side by side, facing the uncertain future that lay before them. The path ahead would be fraught with danger, doubt, in the ever present threat of Pharaoh's wrath. But for the first time in a generation, the children of Israel dared to dream of a life beyond the mud pits and whips of Egypt. The eyes of their hearts were turned toward Canaan, the land of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, the land flowing with milk and honey.
Already in our journey through the Bible, we've seen so much family draw divisions, reconciliations, feuds, reunions. And now, in Exodus four twenty seven to thirty one, we see two brothers reunited, Moses and Aaron. God tells Erin to meet Moses at Mount Sinai, the spot where God had just given Moses his mission to lead the Israelites out of Egypt. The two brothers embrace and kiss, and are tasked with the redemption from slavery of the Chosen People. The Jewish ages see this meeting as a joining of the two most important themes for a nation under God, truth and peace. Moses represents truth, the one to transmit the word of God to the Chosen People, and Arin represents peace. In Jewish tradition, he is known as the ultimate peacemaker during the Chosen People's forty years in the desert. Both qualities are necessary for a godly nation, the truth of God's word and peace among human beings, and the launch of this tale of redemption had to take place at the very spot where God would soon reveal himself and give his Torah, the very Bible that we are now studying together each day? My friends, how badly do we need both of these qualities in our world today? The truth of God's word and his shalome his peace, And in both the Jewish and Christian traditions, these two ideas are what we seek every day, every hour, every minute, truth and peace. In this story, we witness a pivotal moment where Moses and Aaron reunite, embracing their divine mission. They are called to bridge the gap between God and the chosen people, much like we are called in our own lives to do as it is written in Exodus nineteen six. Quote, you shall be to me a kingdom of priests and a holy nation end quote. This calling is not just about religious risk vituals. It's about shining God's light and a world shrouded in darkness. Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heshel once said, when I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I'm old, I admire kind people like Moses. Our role as intermediaries is not defined by our intelligence or eloquence, but by our capacity to reflect God. Moses and Aaron faced rejection and skepticism from their very own people. And this echoes the experience of many who have come before us, people with noble intentions, who are often misunderstood and even opposed by those that they sought to save. In this we find a very profound truth that following the path of righteousness often means walking a road marked by resistance. How many of the people that we look at as holy and historically changing the world for better were rejected in their life, but they walked through it. They were committed to fulfilling their mission in this world. And it's through a struggle sometimes that we also truly connect with our purpose. Jewish tradition teaches us that true service to God is not without challenges. It's actually through these trials that our faith is tested and strengthened. Now, how does this ancient story speak to us today. First, it reminds us that we too are called to be bridge builders in our communities. My Abba, my father, Rabbi Riel Ekstein of Blessed Memory, was a bridge builder through the International Fellowship of Christians and Jews. His calling was to build bridges of understanding and true friendship between Christians and Jews. It's the work that I am so honored and privileged to continue today at the Fellowship. And what I see is that we can all be bridge builders in our own ways, whether in our workplaces, schools, or neighborhoods. We can shine our lights reflecting God's goodness and mercy. Just as Moses faced opposition, but he still continued, we too may encounter pushback. Blanke Moses and Aaron, we have to continue. Our faithfulness can inspire others. It can contribute to the larger narrative of redemption and justice. We just have to keep ongoing. So when faced with rejection or misunderstanding, remember Moses and Aaron. They continued their mission not because it was easy, but because it was right. Our perseverance in the face of adversity can be a powerful testimony to those around us. And finally, let's embrace the small acts of kindness and compassion in our daily lives. It is through these acts that we truly bring God's presence to a world in deep need of it. May we find courage in the story of Moses and Aaron. May we stand firm in our calling, knowing that God is with us every step of the way.
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