34. A million slaves crossed the Red Sea. Only this nation ever shared a miracle and was recorded in human history

“The Lord said to Moses, “When I was glorified in Pharaoh, and in his chariots and horsemen, the Egyptians knew that I was the Lord.” ” [Exodus 14:15]

At dusk, valiant warhorses, sharp swords and spears, six hundred Egyptian chariots kicked up dust like a moving cliff, surging toward the Israelites by the sea.

The soldiers’ helmet gleamed and the armor gleamed, as if floating on a dust-covered magic carpet.

The warhorses did not neigh, only thunderous hooves. The soldiers did not shout, only showed expressions of vengeful anger. The chariots quickly formed an attacking formation, and all the Israelis were tightly surrounded, unable to escape.

The Egyptian commander looked down at the densely packed Israelis on the beach, a smug smile on his face.

He ordered the corporal to wave the flag, and all the Egyptian chariots stopped one after another. Only over a thousand warhorses exhaled white steam, and the banners of various colors fluttered in the wind. Dust wrapped in the sweat and murderous aura of the soldiers, drifting like mist, soon enveloping the Israelites.

The commander should fully enjoy the despair of the prey at the brink of defeat, and wait until dawn to join the main army behind before massacring them in a bloody slaughter. These descendants of Abraham, these descendants of Jacob, these so-called God’s chosen people, the hope of humanity, are nothing but a group of ragged slaves living under others’ roofs, just a group of refugees destined to be slaughtered and die unnatural deaths.

Night had already fallen, and the terrified Israelites were like sheep trapped by wolves, tongue-tied and silent. They stared at the ferocious chariots in the night like bizarre beasts, their blood nearly stagnant, as if feeling the sharp pain of long grass piercing their chests, as if hearing the sound of bones breaking as a swift blade sliced through their necks.

They realized the Egyptians had no intention of charging immediately and gradually guessed that they were waiting for the main army behind them.

The night gathers their fear into an almost tangible cold mist. Instinctively, they look up at the sky, crying out to the gods, but the night remains solemn as ever. In despair, they surrounded Moses and let out their final shouts: “You, Moses! Is it true that Egypt has no tombs, and you insist on taking us to die in this desolate wilderness? What are your intentions? What is your intention? Why does this harm us? We serve the Egyptians as oxen and horses, at least providing food and drink and enjoying their old days! Yet you have trapped us in this desperate situation, letting us be slaughtered, dying violently in the wild, with no body left intact! ”

Moses was protected by the elders and escaped the brunt of the fists. He understood the people’s despair and anger, and saw the elders’ eyes filled with pride and terror. Moses looked up to heaven and silently cried out to God, “God, your people are as precarious as eggs stacked in a pile, facing destruction.” Since Your mighty hand has brought us here, please rescue us from this deadly trap with your arms. ”

After finishing his prayer, Moses’ eyes shone brightly. He looked around at the crowd and loudly proclaimed, “O Israelites, do not be afraid!” Just stand still and watch the Lord Himself save you. The Egyptians who surrounded you today will never see you again. Since the Lord has led us all the way with a pillar of cloud, He will fight for you personally. Be quiet and silent. ” The night is like ink, soaking the wilderness.

From the east shore of the Red Sea, a sea breeze rose and grew stronger. The black seawater surged and churned like giant hands, producing a terrifying roar. The pillar of cloud that had been leading the Israelites forward on the beach was blown by the mighty wind, moving from the shore all the way between the Israelis and the Egyptian army, like a wall stretching across the sky, unmoving.

On the Egyptian battlefield, sand flew like rain, clouds blocked the way, torches were blown out, and darkness shrouded the army like a giant curtain.

On the other side of the cloud pillar, it radiated a glow like evening glow, illuminating the people of Israel on the beach. The Lord God said to Moses in the wind, “Why are you calling on me?” He commanded the Israelites to move forward.

Lift up the staff in your hand and stretch out toward the sea, parting the sea, and have the Israelites go down into the sea and walk on dry ground.

Look, I will make the hearts of the Egyptians as hard as iron, and they will pursue the Israelites down; In this way, I will be glorified in Pharaoh and his entire army, in his chariots and soldiers. ”

As night deepened, Moses parted the crowd, passed through the human wall, and stood by the sea. The wind grew fiercer, the waves grew fiercer, and the water churned like thousands of galloping horses, trying to break through the coastal bonds. Moses’ robes fluttered like flames about to be extinguished by the wind, standing alone like reeds about to be broken by the wind.

He leaned forward, took a bow stance, faced the fierce wind, raised both hands high, extended his cane, and pointed straight at the Red Sea. Where the staff pointed, the once wild and unruly seawater seemed to charge into an unstoppable lion, charging straight in with unstoppable momentum, cleaving the water in the middle and carving out a cross-sea road that reached the seabed. The seawater on both sides is like boiling icebergs, gradually turning and retreating, leaving a wide channel in the middle that naturally connects with the shore, forming gentle slopes that reach dozens of meters deep beneath the seabed.

The east wind continued to howl, gradually drying out the rocks on the seabed.

The people behind Moses stared at the avenue leading to the deep, dark seabed, dumbfounded and unable to believe it. Moses turned around, directed the people to line up in order, then led the vanguard to take the first step toward the other side of the Red Sea. Behind them, the people followed the lead like sheep, leading livestock, carrying children, carrying bundles, and heading toward the seabed.

As dawn approached and dawn was breaking, the Israelites walked on the seabed, gradually climbing uphill. Seeing the opposite shore of the Red Sea right before their eyes, they couldn’t help but breathe a long sigh of relief and quicken their aching feet. The elderly, weak, women, and children left behind suddenly became restless. At dawn, they saw the Egyptian pursuers behind them. The chariots of the pursuers were entangled by the rocks at the seabed, struggling to advance, but relying on their strong men and horses, they were gradually closing in on the rear of Ezeri’s ranks.

Moses stood on the high shore across the Red Sea, watching as the Israelites finally climbed the gentle slope across the Red Sea, covered in sand, but fear reclaimed them, because they looked back at the way they had come. The Egyptian army was like a winding dragon, crossing the seabed and chasing straight ahead.

When the red sun first appeared and the sea wind ceased, God said to Moses, “Reach out to the sea, and the waters will flow back and be restored, swallowing up the Egyptians’ chariots and horsemen.” ”

Moses did as instructed, stretching out his staff toward the sea. The water was like a tamed herd of horses joining together, or like a reservoir releasing a flood, splashing everywhere and sounding like an avalanche. Moments later, the sea calmed, and the Egyptian pursuers vanished like a nightmare, vanishing without a trace. This miracle was recorded in Israel’s annals and became a recognized event in human history.

From then on, the Israelites completely broke free from more than four centuries of sojournment and became an independent great clan.

From then on, what they must overcome is no longer external enemies, but their own servility and sin, and what drives them to change is no longer earth-shattering miracles.