After Moses’ mother had waterproofed the basket (or ark, if you prefer another nuance of the Hebrew), she put the baby in it and set it among the reeds at the river’s edge. Then, with Moses’ older sister watching from the bank, she went about her day, no doubt praying to the Lord that nobody would find her baby.
But somebody did — and not just anybody. Pharaoh’s daughter, of all people, is the one who finds the basket with its infant cargo. Pharaoh’s daughter! Not Pharaoh himself, or one of his soldiers; not even one of the common Egyptian people — but one of the few people in a position to help the infant, with the compassion to match! Surely God’s plan is on display here.
Thus do the strange coincidences of our lives take place: the random meetings, the seemingly inconsequential choices we make that end up determining the course of vast swaths of our lives. People we meet (or never meet); schools we go to (or not); books read or unread; phone calls, messages, letters replied to or never received; turns, roads, paths we take (or not) — we are the sum total of our choices, with a generous dollop of blind chance mixed in, or so it seems.
Yet we are not products of blind chance, nor does chance rule our lives. God does. His eyes saw our unformed bodies; will He not guide and direct us in the way best for us? He is the “God who sees [us]”; shall we ever live any part of our lives out of His view, away from His oversight and help? He never slumbers nor sleeps, and even the night is as light as the day to Him. “In Him we live and move and have our being.”
Then we need fear no depredations of fortune, no accidents, no mistakes that would rob us of what He has promised us. Christ has been raised from the dead, and He is with us forever. His word of peace still goes with us, whoever we meet, whatever we go through: “Behold, I am with you always.” “Take heart, be of good courage and at peace with God, it is I.” “Do not be afraid.” This is the guarantee that He gives us, freely and in His love; signed in His most holy blood, ratified by the Father who raised Him from the dead.
And his sister stood afar off, to wit what would be done to him.
5 And the daughter of Pharaoh came down to wash herself at the river; and her maidens walked along by the river’s side; and when she saw the ark among the flags, she sent her maid to fetch it.
— Exodus 2:4-5