LEVIATHAN’S PLANTATION: When God’s People Choose Pharaoh’s Portion

I spent four years knocking on heaven’s door while eating scraps from Caesar’s table. $229 in SNAP benefits that barely stretched, checking account under $100, watching savings evaporate like morning dew. I wasn’t lazy—I was grinding, seeking, knocking. But the door stayed shut while Leviathan’s window stayed open, dispensing just enough to survive, never enough to thrive.
Then two months ago—after FOUR YEARS—God opened the door I’d been bloodying my knuckles on. Real provision, real work, real dignity. My savings restored, my needs met, my SNAP card gathering dust. And now? Now Leviathan announces its cupboard is bare, its plantation bankrupt. God’s timing is savage in its perfection. He delivered me from Egypt precisely as Pharaoh’s pantry failed.
This is the testimony 41 million Americans need to hear. They won’t hear it because Leviathan’s first lie is that it’s your only option.
Watch the grotesque genius of this bondage: The Potomac beast sits like Jabba the Hutt. It is immobilized by its own consumption, too bloated to hunt. It demands tribute from frozen senators who toss citizens into its maw. We thought we were negotiating with a government. We were making covenant with Leviathan. Job 41:4 asks, “Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him as your servant forever?” We reversed the equation—we became ITS servants, defending our dealer like addicts protecting their supply.
The cruelest slavery convinces captives they’re customers. The protestors cry “No kings!” while clutching their EBT cards. They miss the irony that they’ve already bent the knee to the king who keeps them fed but never free. They’ve forgotten how to fish because Leviathan banned fishing lessons along with the nets. “Teach a man to fish” became “Teach a man to stand in line.”
Numbers 11 exposes the heart: Israel wept for Egyptian leeks while manna fell from heaven. “We remember the fish we ate in Egypt that cost nothing!” But it cost EVERYTHING—their freedom, their dignity, their children’s futures. Today’s leeks come via direct deposit, today’s bondage through dependency programs. The fish costs nothing except your soul.
Here’s what Leviathan never tells its plantation workers: Every patriarch started as a wanderer. Abraham left comfort for promise. Moses chose reproach over treasure. David went from shepherd to king through the wilderness, not the welfare office. God’s economy runs on faith-risk, not safety nets that become spider webs.
The solution isn’t reform—you can’t domesticate chaos. Isaiah 27:1 promises God will slay “Leviathan the fleeing serpent, Leviathan the twisting serpent.” Our job? Stop performing CPR on what God condemned. Every continuing resolution breathes life into dead nostrils. Every new program adds scales to the dragon. Every dependency deepens the plantation.
I was young, but now I’m old. I’ve never seen the righteous forsaken or God’s children begging bread. I’ve watched millions trade their birthright for government pottage. They defend the very chains that bind them. They forgot that the God who splits rocks in the wilderness still opens doors after four years of knocking.
Jesus said, “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.”
And He also said, “But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.”
The plantation is collapsing. The door is opening. Which testimony will you become?
This has been a “View From the Nest” and that is the way I see it! What say you?





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