Counted With the Stars (Out From Egypt, #1)

by Connilyn Cossette

Although I felt no friendship with her after what she had done, hearing my own fears echoed in her voice tugged at my compassion.

If he had more authority than all the gods of Egypt, did that mean he was superior to Pharaoh? The Morning Sun, Incarnation of Horus, Son of Osiris? Perhaps Yahweh was even supreme to Osiris, the Lord of the Afterlife himself? Did he have authority over death, too?

For such a seemingly fragile little girl, I sensed she had an iron will when it came to her loved ones—and tonight I was grateful for that loyalty and that I was counted as such.

But sometimes it seems to me like Yahweh chooses to work through the most unlikely of people.”

“Perhaps Adonai chose Mosheh to show us all this is not about Mosheh, but about Yahweh.”

Here I was in bondage again, yet somehow I felt free. It was not Tekurah, or Akhum, or Sayaad who had shackled me. It was the false gods and my refusal to place my trust in Yahweh that had held me captive.

“Yahweh brought you to me, and instead of using my knife for vengeance, I used it to protect the woman I love.”

Yahweh had brought me here into the wilderness to free me, to show me how to leave my idols behind, and to meet the man I would spend my life with. Yahweh cared enough to bring me out of slavery and ignorance, protect me in the desert, and to reveal himself to me in a tent during the middle of a battle.

The God who parted the sea could surely mend the rift in my heart.

If I felt his presence there on the sandy floor of an enemy tent, how much more would I know as a part of his chosen people?

In fact, all of the children were looking up, their faces bright with the same fierce joy. They were not afraid of the Voice; they must hear something in it that I could not understand.