The Second Plague: Frogs = Exodus 8
Bible Tells us that: thousands of years ago, an Egyptian pharaoh was in a hot dispute with God over the future of the Israelites, and as a result of that dispute, he woke up one morning to find his country swarming with frogs.
Slimy, smelly, hopping-all-over-the-place frogs. It was a serious problem. I’m not talking about a frog or two in the front yard. I mean frogs were everywhere–in their beds, on their tables. Big old frogs in the ovens. Little bitty frogs in the bread dough and the drinking water. Frogs. Frogs in your hair. Frogs in places you wouldn’t even want to think about!
Then God made a move. He sent His man Moses into Pharaoh to ask, “When shall I entreat the Lord to get these frogs out of here?”
Do you know what Pharaoh said?
“Tomorrow.” Can you imagine that? He could have said, “Right now! Today!” But instead, he decided he’d spend one more night among the frogs.
