By Bradley Booth
"Enough!" The majestic Pharaoh Amenhotep rose from his ivory throne. "Words mean nothing to me!"
His patience ended as he stood to his feet and glared at the two visitors. His eyes flashed in anger. "You come here with nothing to represent your God - not that it would make any difference! You have no gifts, no royal papers, and you certainly have no respect for me, the great Pharaoh Amenhotep! If you did, you would never come here making such demands!"
Meshach didn't know it yet, but he had just witnessed the opening scene in a drama that would change his whole world forever.
The first plague attacked Osiris, the god of the Nile. The Nile River is the center of life in Egypt, and the river itself was turned into blood. The second plague, frogs everywhere, created big problems for the believers in Seqa, the frog-headed goddess. Meshach watched it all. Things weren't turning out too well for the pharaoh. He had definitely underestimated the power of Jehovah.
The plagues that followed would cause Meshach to question everything. But as each plague proved another of the Egyptians' gods powerless, he began to see that Jehovah loved him and anted him to be free. The closer Meshach got to Moses, the more he wanted to share what he had learned with Seti, the young Egyptian who took such pleasure in making his life difficult.