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Off to Midian

Moses and the Daughters of Jethro (painting circa 1660–1689 by Ciro Ferri)

What, person? You mean that little baby Moses that got put in a basket and put in the reeds in the Nile River has grown up already? He became the son of Pharaoh’s daughter. Is he going to be an Egyptian king?

No? What happened?

Oh no! My person says one day Moses went to where his own people, the Hebrews, were working at hard labor.

Moses shouldn’t do that. What if someone makes him do hard labor?

Okay, I’ll listen.

Moses saw an Egyptian beating a Hebrew. He looked around and didn’t see anyone watching and he killed the Egyptian and buried him in the sand.

Yikes! It turns out that someone did see Moses kill that Egyptian and word got around. When Pharaoh heard about it he wanted to kill Moses.

That’s nothing new. That mean old Pharaoh wanted to kill Moses when he was a baby too. Did Moses give him what for?

He didn’t? My person says Moses ran away and went to Midian where he sat down by a well.

At least Moses could get a drink of water. It wasn’t an empty well, was it?

Yes person, I am listening.

Seven daughters of a priest came to the well to draw water to water their father’s flock, but some shepherds came and chased them away. Moses came to the girls’ rescue and watered their flock for them.

The girls’ father was surprised to see them home so early, and when they told him what happened he asked why they’d left Moses and told them to invite him to have something to eat.

Oh, good. I bet Moses was really hungry. Now I’m getting hungry.

Okay, I’ll listen. But could you give me some treats?

Moses agreed to stay with the priest and he married one of the priest’s daughters and had a son.

Wow, Moses has all the luck. I bet he doesn’t even bother giving that mean old Pharaoh what for.

Hey person, can I have my treats now?


Posted by on July 15, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, humor


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Floating on the Nile

English: Baby Moses rescued from the Nile

English: Baby Moses rescued from the Nile (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Wait a minute person. You mean there’s another baby in the Bible that’s important besides baby Jesus. How can babies be so important? They’re not even big enough to give me loves yet.

Okay, I’ll listen. But this better be good.

My person says a long time ago all the Israelites lived in Egypt and there were lots of them. There was a new king (Pharaoh) in Egypt who was afraid that if war broke out the Israelites would join with Egypt’s enemies, fight against Egypt, and leave the country. So Pharaoh put slave masters over them and made them work really hard.

I hope they got lots of treats for working hard.

My person says they didn’t get any extra treats, but they kept growing in number.

They really need extra treats now.

I am listening, person.

That king must have been really mean because he told the midwives – the what? He told the ladies that help women when they have their babies to kill all the boy babies but let the girl babies live. But the midwives feared God and wouldn’t do it.

So then that mean old king told the Egyptians to throw all the Israelite’s boy babies into the Nile River.

That’s really bad. Boy babies grow up into boys who like to play catch with me. What if there were no boys to play catch with?

Yes, I’m listening person.

One Israelite mother hid her baby for three months so he wouldn’t get thrown into the Nile. But when she couldn’t hide him any more she put him in a basket, coated it with tar and pitch, and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. The baby’s sister watched at a distance to see what would happen.

Pharaoh’s daughter found the baby and she felt sorry for him because when she opened the basket he was crying. Then the baby’s sister came and offered to get someone to nurse the baby for her – and she went and got her own mother to do it.

When the baby was older he went to live with Pharaoh’s daughter and became her son. Pharaoh’s daughter named her son Moses.

Hey, wait a minute. You mean that mean old king who wanted all the boy babies killed became Moses’ grandfather?

I bet Moses gave him what for when he got bigger.


Posted by on July 8, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, humor


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Escape to Egypt

hills in the Judean desert

“…out of Egypt I called my son.” Hosea 11:1

Hey person, whose son is in Egypt? Are there animals in this story?

They worshipped what in Egypt? No way! They worshipped cats!? It’s a good thing that son was called out of Egypt. Who was that son anyway?

He was? How did he get there? I thought he was in…?

Okay person, I’ll let you tell the story.

My person says Jesus had his first big adventure when he was still very little. I like adventures. I’m listening person.

Okay, I’m quiet now.

My person says that after those Magi she talked about in the last Bible story gave Jesus his gifts, you know, that gold, frankincense, myrrh, and those chew toys, they were warned in a dream not to go back to that sneaky King Herod, so they went home another way.

After the Magi left, an angel came to Joseph in a dream and told him to take Jesus and Mary to Egypt because King Herod was going to look for Jesus to kill him. Sure enough when that sneaky evil King Herod realized he’d been outwitted by the Magi he got really mad and wanted to find and kill Jesus. But Jesus had already left for Egypt.

It wasn’t too long before sneaky evil King Herod died and an angel appeared to Joseph in a dream again, and told him they could go back to Israel. I hope they didn’t bring any of those cats back with them.

When they got back to Israel, without any cats, they found out that King Herod’s evil son Archelaus was ruling in Judea – the area they had been in before they went to Egypt – and they decided to go to a town called Nazareth in the district of Galilee instead. My person says that Nazareth is where Jesus grew up.

That was a pretty exciting adventure for a little kid – running away from an evil king, all the way from Israel to Egypt. I’m sure glad it ended okay. But person, I think there’s something wrong with my ears. I keep hearing this meowing sound.


Posted by on January 15, 2012 in Bongo, Dogology, humor


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