The job fell through.
Right when my friend dared to hope. Right when he believed God was moving. Right when he risked dreaming.
Moses hoped, too. Then God (totally on purpose) made him the meat in a Red Sea/Egyptian army sandwich. Hold the mayo. Why? To show Moses great and mighty works he could not fathom.
But...
First the Red Sea came. And the army. The “no swimming allowed” sign. And the loss of hope.
Today, if you’re up against the Red Sea, get out your camera phone. God is about to show off.
