Moses: The Exiled Prince

Around desert caravan fires, stories of the beginning of time were related verbally from generation to generation until a man named Moses who was exiled from Egypt came to the Midian nomad named Jethro.  Moses, educated in the wisdom, culture and luxury of Egypt and military leader of the fearsome Egyptians, found himself a stranger in a strange land.  For he was the Prince of Egypt, exiled and his name erased from the hieroglyphics and memories of the land.

Moses trained with the bow and arrow, the spear, scimitar, and the awesome weapons of war, went from the war chariot to the pastoral footpaths of the shepherds.  For a helmet he had his turban.  For armor he had his robe.  For footwear he wore sandals.  His weapon was the staff.

However, the legend of this staff had a history going back to Creation Week.  Before the beginning of the first Sabbath, Elohim created a staff for Adam.  Adam carried this staff out of Eden.  He passed it to Enoch.  Methuselah upon his death shortly before the flood passed it to Noah.  Shem gave it to Abraham before he left Ur. Issac-Jacob-Joseph,

Upon the death of Joseph the staff was stolen and placed in Pharaoh’s residence.

Years later an advisor to Pharaoh by the name of Jethro saw it in the treasure room.  To the current Egyptians it was another trophy collecting regal dust.  Jethro knew the history of the staff. He decided to leave the service of Pharaoh and take the neglected staff to Midian.

As he inserted the staff into the fertile soil of his garden, it became solid like rock.  Many suitors came to win his daughters, especially Zepporah.  However, no man could draw the staff from the ground.

Jethro knew based on the verbal stories that one day a man would come who would withdrew the staff and become the saviour of the enslaved Hebrews.  For under the stars such tales were possible.

When Zepporah led Moses to the staff, Moses remembered a story Jochebed, his mother, had told him growing up about a special staff passed from generation to generation.  Reaching out, he took it. To his amazement the staff was pure sapphire.  The blue staff caught the stars’ light and reflected about them in a haze of colors.

Jethro knew that this stranger was the chosen one.  The promised Deliverer had come to his abode.

As Moses beheld the swirling star light, he thought of Egypt.  The glory of the realm had been his, yet it was not this that he missed.  He missed Tharbis, the Princess of Ethiopians, and his wife by conquest.

Fortunately, his Egyptian mother, Thermuthis, spirited Tharbis back to her country.  Thermuthis knew the growing hostility toward her beloved son.  She knew as well that Moses’ journey would take him to a strange land and to his ancestral God.

She wanted her daughter-in-law and grandson, Awawa, safe.  She knew that Moses’ desert God, who had no name, would protect him.  For as a youth she had seen the staff and understood its meaning.  Egypt was doomed to suffer for the cruelty her fathers had inflicted upon the Hebrews, especially the children.

For Moses and Tharbis’ children would rule Ethiopia until Haile Selassie.  However, 500 hundred years after Moses and Tharbis, Makeda, the Queen of Sheba, came to visit Solomon.

This visit and union resulted in a son, Menelik I.  Haile Selassie was the 225th direct descendant of Menelik I. 4

As Moses sat around the fire in the desert watching the herds, he thought about the stories told him by Jochebed of the Hebrews and Thermuthis of the Egyptians.  Two worlds plagued by uncertainty. Egypt had gods for every reality.  The Hebrews had this desert God with no name.  His voice could be heard in the wind or the flight of a bird, but who was He?

Somewhere out there Moses knew that this deity was there, but how to connect with him was still a mystery.  The nomads talked of the mountain in the distant where the god with no name would visit in chariot clouds with thunder and lightning, but no rain except for scorching fire like the desert sun.  He glanced toward the West and saw a fiery display.

Coming back to the present, Moses looked up at the stars.  It was the stars which told the stories of creation.  Jethro had told him about the morning stars who sang at creation and the conflict between good and evil in the story of Job.  For starlight is the history of creation.  Genesis-origins of the first couple Adam and Eve- flooded his mind during those long treks in the wilderness.

Were they just stories? Fables? Myths?

He had led armies to battle.  He had seen the horror of war .Where was any god in this horror?  Why would any god allowed a people to be enslaved and used like the Hebrews?  He had many questions, but no answers.  He was searching the reality which could only be found after years in the desert isolation.

During his sojourn, he wrote down the tales of his youth and the ones of Jethro.  The first two books of the sacred canon Genesis and Job were composed under the desert stars in a classroom chosen by the God of sands, mountains, and clouds.

Moses could not learn these lessons under the royal tutors of Egypt.  Many lessons of the spirit must come after the theories and postulates of man have faded from the cluttered mind.  It is the mind which seeks the truth in the simple surroundings away from the noise of civilization which drowns out the voice of the desert wind.

Noise is a great hindrance to true learning.  Perhaps, like one sage said, a world of silence places you in tune with your heartbeat.  To stand in silence is to listen to the beat of the creative finger of God.

Eventually, Moses found the reality of the desert deity.  It was a bush which burned like the sun and yet was as cool as the night.  It was a fitting symbol of the desert classroom.

According to ancient sources, the first classroom for Adam and Eve were under the trees and afternoon breezes of Eden.  It was then when Elohim came to talk and teach his children.

Elohim’s purpose in taking Moses out of his Egyptian reality was to place Moses into His reality.  True education is taught by the True Educator of the cosmos.

Now, Moses with a lot of prodding and arguing was ready to return to Egypt after 40 years of exile to deliver the children of the Hebrews and to bring the judgments of their God on the Egyptians.  The exiled prince would confront the most powerful nation on earth with his elder brother and the staff formed from the cosmic elements when the morning stars sang and the worlds came to be on that morning in the mists of time.

Moses’ long journey to the Promised Land was about to begin.  And as Paul Harvey said, “That’s the rest of the story.” Or should we say the beginning of the story?

G. D. Williams       © 2011

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  3. Josephus, Jewish Antiquities, Book 2, Chapter 10