Postscript for Day 3: Today I was picking up a sandwich at Mancino's and 93.1 The Lite radio station was playing on their system and guess what song came on? "Here I Go Again on My Own!" I asked the workers to confirm if I was actually hearing Whitesnake on a lite rock radio station. I think they were too young to be familiar with the song.
OK Here's Day 4 entry.
In Exodus 2, we get acquainted with another fugitive who, like Cain, hops on the eastbound interstate after he commits a murder. Moses attempts to settle down in an isolated nomadic community of Midian, get married, have kids and stay out of trouble by tending sheep in the wilderness.
But this Hebrew-Egyptian-Midianite finds out that, like Macbeth, he has stumbled onto path of blood and there must be more blood to come.
The first encounter with blood is a mysterious story in Exodus 4 that happens in the middle of the night as Moses and his family are traveling back to Egypt. A shadow moves up to their tent, they see a knife in the intruder's hand, he's intending to kill someone, is it Moses or his son? Moses’ wife does not scream or hide in her sleeping bag, instead, she grabs a sharp rock and circumcises her son. It seems to be a very unpleasant campout for the whole family. Why was it a life or death matter that Moses had an uncircumcised son? I wonder if Moses' parents forgot to circumcise him while they were so preoccupied with keeping him undrowned. Was Moses trying to put his whole past behind him, to allow his son to escape the responsibility and relationship of being a descendant of Abraham, Isaac, and Israel? I wonder if Zipporah realized that night that she knew very little about her husband. Did she know he was a Hebrew slave baby before he became an Egyptian prince? Did she ever guess he was a murderer? Does she have any idea what Moses’ God is expecting him to do for the next forty years? Something shifts in the family dynamics when a woman holds her son’s bloody foreskin against her husband’s body and says, “Truly you are a bridegroom of blood to me!”
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