The Midwives Who Won Against Pharaoh and Got the Better Reward
Shiphrah and Puah defied the most powerful man in the ancient world. The rabbinic tradition tracks exactly what each of them received in return.
Pharaoh called them in twice. The first time he issued the command. The second time he demanded an explanation for why the command had been ignored.
The two midwives, known in the midrashic tradition as Jochebed and Miriam, stood before the most powerful man in the ancient world and said, in effect, that his decree was unenforceable against the Hebrews because the Hebrews were like animals. Not in degradation, but in vitality. The animals of the field do not require midwives. Their births happen in the grass, in the dark, without assistance, and the young survive. The midwives were telling Pharaoh that by the time they arrived, the Hebrew babies were already born and already gone, beyond the reach of any royal order.
It was an extraordinary piece of bureaucratic insolence delivered with complete composure. The account in Ginzberg notes that God protected them from any harm Pharaoh might have wished to do. But more than protection, God rewarded them with lineage. Jochebed became the mother of Aaron and Moses. Miriam, through her union with Caleb, became the root of the house of David. Two women who refused a royal command became the ancestors of Israel's greatest priest, its greatest prophet, and its greatest king.
The theological arithmetic here is not subtle. Pharaoh tried to prevent exactly this. His astrologers had told him that a redeemer was coming, that the threat lay in the birth of a single boy. His response was the systematic murder of all Hebrew male children. The midwives' defiance did not just save two or three children. It saved the mechanism by which the entire promised future would arrive. By protecting the births, they protected the lineage. By protecting the lineage, they made possible everything that came after.
The second source in this tradition comes from the account of the Egyptian defeat at the Red Sea, preserved in the same midrashic corpus. There the scale expands from the intimate scene of two women in a birthing room to the cosmic machinery of divine justice. The Egyptians tried to flee across the sea in chariots pulled by she-mules. But the chariots were dragged into the water, wheels consumed by heavenly fire, the men and beasts carried under by the very vehicles meant to carry them away. The midrash notes the principle: as the Egyptians had treated Israel in a way contrary to nature, God treated them contrary to nature in return. The inversion of nature was exact. What was built for escape became the instrument of drowning.
What links these two accounts is Pharaoh's inability to enforce his own will against a structure that was already operating above his comprehension. He issued the command to the midwives because he thought infanticide was a kind of insurance. He issued the command to his army because he thought military force was sufficient to prevent an escaping people from reaching freedom. He was wrong in both directions, and wrong for the same reason. The power arrayed against him was not comparable to anything in his arsenal, and the people he was trying to destroy were operating under a protection he could neither see nor outmaneuver.
The aggadic tradition preserves a detail about Miriam that deserves attention. During the years between the midwife story and the Exodus, she contracted a grievous illness that everyone expected would kill her. She recovered. God restored her youth and gave her unusual beauty. Her husband, who had been deprived of her company during the long illness, was given unexpected joy as a reward for his own faithfulness. And Miriam was given a final reward: she lived to bring forth Bezalel, the craftsman who built the Tabernacle, the man described as endowed with celestial wisdom. The woman whose midwifery protected Moses lived to see the container built for the divine presence that Moses would serve.
The chain runs from refusal to fulfillment. Two women refuse an order. Their refusal protects a birth. That birth becomes a liberation. That liberation produces a covenant. That covenant requires a Tabernacle. That Tabernacle is built by the grandson of one of the women who refused. The rabbis who assembled these connections across generations of commentary were not drawing coincidences. They were mapping a principle: acts of moral courage do not end where they appear to end. They continue forward through time in ways the actors cannot foresee.
The chariots that sank at the Red Sea were loaded with silver and gold from the treasures that flowed from Paradise itself through the river Pishon into the Gihon and onward into the sea. The midrash says Israel had wished for these treasures and God caused them to be cast at their feet on the opposite shore. What Pharaoh had accumulated through the labor of the people he enslaved was returned to them at the moment of their freedom, carried by the same water that had swallowed his army.
The midwives who protected the births did not know what they were protecting. They knew only that a command to kill children was a command they could not follow. The tradition honors this not as heroism in the dramatic sense but as the ordinary moral clarity that, in certain moments, turns out to be the hinge on which everything else turns.