Now a certain man of the house of Levi married a Levite woman,
who conceived and bore a son. Seeing that he was a goodly child, she hid him for three months.
When she could hide him no longer, she took a papyrus basket, daubed it with bitumen and pitch, and putting the child in it, placed it among the reeds on the river bank.
His sister stationed herself at a distance to find out what would happen to him.
Pharaoh's daughter came down to the river to bathe, while her maids walked along the river bank. Noticing the basket among the reeds, she sent her handmaid to fetch it.
On opening it, she looked, and lo, there was a baby boy, crying! She was moved with pity for him and said, "It is one of the Hebrews' children."
Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and call one of the Hebrew women to nurse the child for you?"
"Yes, do so," she answered. So the maiden went and called the child's own mother.
Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this child and nurse it for me, and I will repay you." The woman therefore took the child and nursed it.
When the child grew, she brought him to Pharaoh's daughter, who adopted him as her son and called him Moses; for she said, "I drew him out of the water."
On one occasion, after Moses had grown up, when he visited his kinsmen and witnessed their forced labor, he saw an Egyptian striking a Hebrew, one of his own kinsmen.
Looking about and seeing no one, he slew the Egyptian and hid him in the sand.
The next day he went out again, and now two Hebrews were fighting! So he asked the culprit, "Why are you striking your fellow Hebrew?"
But he replied, "Who has appointed you ruler and judge over us? Are you thinking of killing me as you killed the Egyptian?" Then Moses became afraid and thought, "The affair must certainly be known."
Pharaoh, too, heard of the affair and sought to put him to death. But Moses fled from him and stayed in the land of Midian. As he was seated there by a well,
Commentary of the day
I will go back to my Father's house like the prodigal son (Lk 15,18) and he will welcome me. I shall do what he himself has done: will he not grant it me?...For I was dead through sin as though by sickness; raise me up from my distress that I may praise your name! Lord of earth and sky, come to my help and show me your way that I may come to you. Draw me to you, Son of the Most Good, and bring your compassion to completion. I will set out towards you and there be filled in gladness. The grain of life, knead it for me now at this time when I am crushed.
I set out in search of you and the Evil One spied on me like a thief (cf. Lk 10,30). He bound and chained me in the pleasures of this wicked world: he imprisoned me in its pleasures and slammed the door in my face. There was no one to free me so that I might set out in search of you, O my good Lord!... O Lord, I long to be yours and walk your way. See how I meditate your commandments by day and by night (Ps 1,2). Grant my request and accept my prayer, O merciful one! Do not cut off your servant's hope for he is waiting for you.
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