Sometimes we humans feel forgotten. It’s the “Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, I think I’ll eat some worms” kind of misery that isn’t true, but seems real enough at the moment.
Today, though, as I read Exodus 6, the Israelites were fighting against not just misery but oppression also. They were slaves and they were being treated even more harshly than normal. And in the midst, they groaned, I imagine they might have felt too tired and too hopeless to do much else.
But verse 5 says, God heard their groaning and He had a plan. He was going to deliver them. And then He makes the most extraordinary promise: He says that He will be their God. It’s an offer of a personal relationship with the great Creator of the universe.
He heard them. He cared. He stepped into their hurt and offered deliverance and relationship. That’s pretty cool.
But there’s a sad point to the story as well. In verse 9, we read “But when Moses delivered this message to the Israelites, they didn’t even hear him — they were that beaten down in spirit by the harsh slave conditions.” Maybe your translation says they didn’t listen.
God offers a personal relationship, and the offer goes unheeded or even unheard.
Revelation 3:20 says God is still in the personal-relationship-offering business. “Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.”
Will we listen? Will we respond?