She was only young and insignificant but she had been tasked with the care of her baby brother. He was floating in a papyrus basket on the River Nile. His discovery could mean instant death. How was she feeling as he was discovered by the daughter of Pharaoh and her ladies? She didn’t panic but noticed how these ladies were intrigued by this little bundle of humanity.
Miriam was wise beyond her years. She knew that none of these aristocrats could cope with what at times would be a smelly, noisy baby boy. With God-given wisdom she revealed herself and asked if they would like a Hebrew woman to look after the baby. Was this Miriam’s mother’s idea or did she think of it herself. Either way it was a bit of a risk but the plan worked. It was certainly God’s plan.
That baby would grow up in Pharaoh’s palace and eventually lead the enslaved Hebrews to freedom and then towards the Promised Land. The baby was chosen to be one of the greatest leaders of the Israelite nation. It would have been so easy for this daughter to take the baby to her father, where he would be killed and that would have been the end of that, but nothing would stop God from His plans. And nothing will stop God’s pans for our lives either.