Formations lesson for June 9: Moses and the Burning Bush
May 17 2002 by Haven Parrott , Exodus 3:1-10

Formations lesson for June 9: Moses and the Burning Bush | Friday, May 17, 2002

Friday, May 17, 2002

Formations lesson for June 9: Moses and the Burning Bush

By Haven Parrott Exodus 3:1-10

Scholars are divided over whether the burning bush was a literal experience or a figurative expression of Moses' encounter with God. But why all the fuss? The miracle is not that God used a plant for a pulpit, it's that He chose a shepherd to be a savior ... that He entrusted the message of liberation to a murderer. Moses' skinsuit became God's medium for ministry.

Someone once told me that the two most important days in a person's life are the day they're born and the day they find out why. I'm guessing that the days in between are the days of preparation.

A walk with God is the prerequisite to seeing the miracle in the mundane, the blaze in the bush, the presence of God in the domain of drudgery. When the call comes, desert sand becomes holy ground, and we have a choice to make. God knows we cannot do what He calls us to do, and that's exactly why He calls us to do it ... so there can be no mistaking to Whom the glory belongs.

It was in the early days of motherhood that I realized that 99 percent of my time and energy would be spent doing the same things over and over again, that my ministry would be monotonous. And yet, I longed to do something really big for God, to be used in a way that really mattered.

I'd passionately pray, "God, use me! Let me encourage others with Your word. Use me to win the lost to you. Use me, Father, use me!" Then I'd go and stand by the telephone to wait for Billy Graham to call and ask me to preach at his next crusade.

I never had to wait long before the call came. I'd hear, "Mom, what's for breakfast?" or, "Mom, where are my shoes?" I'd grin and realize that Billy Graham probably wasn't going to call, but God had. He'd called me to be a home missionary and my natives were getting restless! He was using my hands to prepare their food and fold their clothes and guide them as they learned to look up verses of Scripture, so that one day they'd be able to feed on the word themselves. He was using my arms to protect and hug them, and let them know that they are loved and precious beyond measure because they are made in His image.

He was using my tongue to sing praise songs, and encourage them as they learned to make their beds and clean their rooms. And, most often of all, He was using my teeth to bite my tongue so I would not break their spirits with harsh, rather than constructive, criticism!

I'm not a rocket scientist, but I know that no one else can be my children's mother, and no one else is my husband's wife. No one else has a greater opportunity than I do to advertise Christ to them!

Like Moses, the miracle is not that I have discovered my mission; the miracle is that God is using my skinsuit as the medium for His message of liberation.

The bush was just a tumbleweed ... until it bloomed with the blaze of God. The ground around Sinai was just hot dry sand ... until it became holy sod. Moses' staff was just a stick ... until it was lifted to the Lord of the sea; And the tabernacle was just a tent ... until the cloud took up residency. The manger was just a feed box ... until it cradled Mary's Lamb; The cross was just a tree ... until it lifted up I AM. The tomb was just a grave ... until Life burst forth from that place; And my body was just molded dirt ... until He filled me with His grace!

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5/17/2002 12:00:00 AM by Haven Parrott , Exodus 3:1-10 | with 0 comments
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