Previously on the chosen people.

Thank you, my brothers.

Now, spread the word among the camp.

This place is to be called the tent of meeting.

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The first time Aaron saw Moses enter the tent of meeting, hope was rekindled in his heart.

He had never seen anything quite like it. Moses would walk out to the remote tent, away from the rest of the camp,

and people would stand at the entryways

to their own tents to observe. Moses would enter the tent and the pillar of cloud just like the one

that guided them through the desert after they escaped from Egypt would come down and remain at the

entrance to the tent. Moses would speak with their God inside the tent just as he had done on the mountain.

Please, let me see your glory.

A stillness crept over the mountainside, and Moses' heart began to race.

This was it. You have reminded me that I have called you and knowed you by your name.

Now you will know me by my name, and you will see my glory.

My name is Fjahweh. I am a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, and abounding in faithful love and truth,

maintaining faithful love for a thousand generations, forgiving iniquity, rebellion, and sin. Tears of revelations sprang to Moses' eyes.

His glory shone all around him. Moses had to squint his eyes and shield them from taking it all in.

My God, Yahweh, if I have indeed found favor with you, please go with us.

Though we are stiff-neck people, remember, you rescued us from Egypt's iron-smelting furnace.

Be patient with us, as your name declares,

forgive our liberty and our sin, and accept us as your own possession, your inheritance, now in always. The figure approaching their camp was holding the same stone tablets Moses left with

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