I guess I forgot to mention the Amalekites, who came to fight the Israelites at the mountain—perhaps because they thought it was the mountain of their own god and didn’t want these foreigners taking over. (Remember, Sin?) And there’s Jethro, Moses’ father-in-law, who knows exactly where to find Moses since this is where he used to pasture his flocks. He brings Moses’ wife and sons with him too—they probably took the shepherds’ route while the tribe needed something more like a road for all of them to follow.
What else have I forgotten? The golden calf? The plague that was maybe attenuated in those who drank the water with ground up gold in it? The ground opening up and swallowing rebels?
Actually, the biggest thing I’ve forgotten is that question of faith and magic and miracles. If all these things have scientific explanations, does that mean there's nothing miraculous or magic about them after all?
Humphreys' book show the sequences of events all make sense. But for all of these things to take place, each at precisely the right moment, each unpredictable yet happening just as required—could that all be coincidence, every single step of the way, or is it actually easier to believe there really is a God who works through nature to guide the destinies of man?
When I hear about magic, I want to know how it was done then it won’t be magic anymore. Miracles are different. Knowing how miracles were done leaves me in awe, in awe of God, just like those disciples, for even the wind and waves, and insects and fish and frogs and volcanoes obey Him.
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