When we hear the stories of people like Abraham and Moses, we think, wow, that's exciting--why doesn't that happen to me? We forget that Abraham and Moses were as frail and as nervous as we are.
We stand in awe of Moses at the burning bush: Now there is a bush that burns, we say. I would like to be a bush like that, but I'm just a heap of ashes. And that's as far as we get.
We discuss the phenomenon of what God can do in a life, tell amazing stories about it, praise it - but then resign ourselves to being nothing more than what we think we are, a mere bystander, resigned to sitting in the balcony among the spectators.
Guess what. It isn't the bush that sustains the flame. It is God in the bush--so any old bush will do!
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