Let me be honest. The story of Moses and the rock used to mean nothing to me as a Muslim.
The people are dying of thirst in the desert.
God tells Moses to strike a rock, and water pours out to save them. Exodus 17.
Cool miracle. Moving on. That’s how I read it.
Then I read what Paul wrote about it.
“They drank from the spiritual Rock that followed them, and that Rock was Christ.” 1 Corinthians 10:4.
The rock was struck once, and life poured out for everyone dying.
But here’s the part that wrecked me.
Later, the people are thirsty AGAIN. And this time God says don’t strike it — just speak to it. Numbers 20:8.
Moses strikes it anyway. And God is furious. It costs Moses the Promised Land.
Why such a harsh punishment over hitting a rock twice?
Because the Rock is only ever struck ONCE.
Christ was struck one time for sin. After that, you don’t strike Him again. You just speak to Him.
Moses broke the picture before anyone understood it.
Islam handed me a water miracle.
The Bible handed me the Rock that was struck so I’d never thirst again.
When I was Muslim, I used to ask Christians:
“If Jesus was really God, why did He eat, sleep, and bleed like us?”
And honestly, I used to ask it with pride like it was some unbeatable argument.
But later I realized something:
That question was not exposing Christianity.
It was exposing my misunderstanding of what kind of God Jesus claimed to be.
Because the real question is not:
“Why would God become weak?”
The real question is:
“What kind of God would willingly step into human suffering at all?”
Islam taught me about a God who was distant and untouchable.
But Christianity introduced me to a God who stepped into hunger, exhaustion, grief, pain, betrayal, blood, and suffering with us.
And suddenly His humanity stopped feeling like weakness to me.
It became proof of love.
If Jesus ate, it means He came close enough to experience hunger beside us.
If He slept, it means He embraced the exhaustion we carry.
If He bled, it means He did not stand above suffering watching us from a distance.
He entered it Himself.
Philippians 2 says Christ emptied Himself and took on flesh.
Not because He stopped being God, but because He wanted humanity to finally see what God is actually like.
And it turns out God is willing to suffer for the people He loves.
That changed everything for me.
Because every other religion demanded sacrifice from humanity.
Jesus became the sacrifice Himself.
And no prophet in history ever claimed that.
You're right bro, Christianity brainwashed me. I want to spend the rest of my life with one person, pray for those who hate me, forgive easily, raise a beautiful family, stay away from gossip, and find true purpose in Jesus.
NEW: Artemis II Commander Reid Wiseman reflects on being MOVED to tears by the Christian cross after returning to Earth from the historic expedition:
"When I got back on the on the ship — I'm not really a religious person — but there was just no other avenue for me to explain anything or to experience anything."
"So I asked for the chaplain on the Navy ship to just come visit us for a minute, and when that man walked in, I'd never met him before in my life. But I saw the cross on his collar, and I just broke down in tears."
"It's very hard to fully grasp what we just went through."
I’ve done the self help books, the morning workouts, the lustful lifestyle, the drunk weekends, the mental therapy. Nothing compares to the love of Jesus. Nothing.