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“Who do they think they are?” Korah said amidst the
affirming nods of Abiram and Datham. “The Lord can speak through any of
us” he continued.
Tamuno heaved a sigh of distress from where she was
peeping into the yard  where the men were discussing. With immense
trouble in her heart, she continued her cooking. The evening was just
like every other evening except for the fact that her husband’s friends
came around  and  she  had to make more  portions of pottage. In her
thirty five years of marriage,  Tamuno had grown to love her husband.
She however knew he had his excesses, one of which was rebellion against

“Why did Datham and Abiram come here again?” she asked her
husband as soon he returned  to the house  after seeing  his  friends 
off. “And  what is  that supposed to mean?” he  retorted  angrily
getting  on the  defensive. “Can’t I have  my friends  visit  again?
This  is my house  not yours remember?” he  said  as  he pushed  her 
aside and made his  way  to  the room. “Don’t  do this against Moses 
and Aaron. They  are God’s elect!” she screamed  after him but he  was
not listening
As Tamuno slipped   into the  chair, her fears  were 
confirmed. Her husband  was plotting  to challenge Moses and  Aaron. She
was not  surprised  because  he had always been like  that. She
remembered how he stood up to the slave masters on several occasions
refusing to do the portion of work allocated to him while they were
slaves in  Egypt. She had somehow  hoped  that  fatherhood will change
him but it seemed to make him  even more  defiant. This, however, was no
ordinary stunt. It was  against God’s messengers; Aaron  and Moses.  
She feared for  her  life and  of what will  become  of her and  her
She remembered how she  married him in Egypt not
necessarily because of love but because he was very industrious and 
could provide for  his  family. Now, she dreaded the possible
consequences if Korah  pursued his  intention. As she lay beside her
husband that night, she said sobbing  “I don’t want to perish; I need
you to stop talking about Moses with contempt.” With sleepy eyes, he
responded  “I know what I am doing, go  to sleep”
However,that morning, as she stood at the tent of her
husband from which all of Israel fled like a plague, she knew her fear
had come upon her. While her bawas still crying  to be fed, she 
felt  the ground  open beneath  her and darkness!
So, the message is this dear sister,  be patient, God  still has many sons. Choose Carefully!
Based on Numbers Chapter 16

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