His Word tells us, in John 16:33, that we wouldn’t be free from trouble in this world, that it would come, but to take heart because He has already overcome the world. Ah, that means victory. That means that no matter what comes my way, I can rest assured that the end result will be for my good. But what do we do during the trial? Between the beginning and the waiting for it to end. This, my friend, is where you rest in between your Aaron and Hur.
During a text conversation with a friend, I had mentioned to her how in some weak moments of anger and exhaustion, I had failed to pray. To which she responded, “That’s why you have friends who pray and fast for you when you can’t do it for yourself.” You see, she is my lifter. I have quite a few lifters in my life. Those I know who touch the throne of God on my behalf. Those who I know are filling in the gaps when I am falling short.
This conversation brought my thoughts straight to Moses in the book of Exodus.
Exodus 17:8-13 New Living Translation (NLT)*
Israel Defeats the Amalekites
8 While the people of Israel were still at Rephidim, the warriors of Amalek attacked them. 9 Moses commanded Joshua, “Choose some men to go out and fight the army of Amalek for us. Tomorrow, I will stand at the top of the hill, holding the staff of God in my hand.”
10 So Joshua did what Moses had commanded and fought the army of Amalek. Meanwhile, Moses, Aaron, and Hur climbed to the top of a nearby hill. 11 As long as Moses held up the staff in his hand, the Israelites had the advantage. But whenever he dropped his hand, the Amalekites gained the advantage. 12 Moses’ arms soon became so tired he could no longer hold them up. So Aaron and Hur found a stone for him to sit on. Then they stood on each side of Moses, holding up his hands. So his hands held steady until sunset. 13 As a result, Joshua overwhelmed the army of Amalek in battle.
So many small details from this passage started igniting in my spirit. How extended and in depth their support went for Moses. It went so much further than mere words. They climbed the mount with him, they stayed with him, and when they saw him growing weary, they sustained him. The fact that they not only held his arms up but they found something for him to sit on really struck me. God just doesn’t do things half way and those who allow themselves to be so beautifully used by Him don’t either. I can remember the countless times someone grabbed me from my seat in church, knowing I needed to go deeper toward Him, and brought me to the altar. Or those that have stayed at the altar with me while I worshipped and poured my heart out to Him, literally holding my arms up when I felt them growing heavy. Countless phone calls, text messages, a song sent, an encouraging word, a tight hug. These are all things that remind me of times that I was in between Aaron and Hur and just like when they not only held Moses’ arms up, but the Bible stated that they steadied his hands, I know that my 20 year walk with God has been guided and held up by these moments.
Yet, I couldn’t stop there. Beyond Moses, Aaron, and Hur on the mount, there was Joshua. Who was down there battling, in the middle of the pain, the filth, the valley, the struggle. He knew Moses was up on the mount, but did he know about the other two men? Did he know that there was more than one person up there using their strength through Him to aide in his victory? Oh how many times was I laid on a prayer warrior’s heart? How many times was someone woken up in the middle of the night with me on their mind? How many times was someone nudged, while going about their daily duties, to stop and pray for me? I’ll never know. I’ll truly never know.
What I do know, is that I’ll never let the value of Aarons and Hurs in my life diminish. I’ll wake up each day with the mindset that I could be in one of three places. I could be Joshua, where I’m down in the trenches but I’m being sustained by those I know and those I don’t. I could be Moses, where my stance in prayer is known by the one who I am praying for but that my hands are also being steadied by others around me who have joined in on the pursuit for victory. Thirdly, I could be an Aaron or a Hur. Being there for others but not knowing just how deep and wide that help or prayer could be going. It could very well be the turning point for a victory.
Try it. Try being a lifter today. It could be a simple gesture like holding a door open for someone, a smile, or letting a car get ahead of you in traffic. It could be stopping to pray for someone when they cross your mind, or it could be letting someone know that you have been fasting for them. I can promise you, that in any of these situations, He moves.