Moses said to the Lord, “You have been telling me, ‘Lead these people,’ but you have not let me know whom you will send with me. You have said, ‘I know you by name and you have found favor with me.’ If you are pleased with me, teach me your ways so I may know you and continue to find favor with you. Remember that this nation is your people.”
The Lord replied, “My
Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.”
Then Moses said to him, “If your
Presence does not go with us, do not send us up from here. How
will anyone know that you are pleased with me and with your people unless you
go with us? What else will distinguish me and your people from all the
other people on the face of the earth?”
And the Lord said to
Moses, “I will do the very thing you have asked, because I am pleased with
you and I know you by name.”
Then Moses said, “Now show me your glory.” (Exodus 33:12-18)
Inspired by what I’ve been
reading, yesterday morning, I asked God what it was He wants to reveal to me. That’s
a big, scary request, but it can be answered with something small, and I’m
concerned that I’ll miss it. I know better because God and I have talked about
my missing “exits.” If I don’t have to worry about missing an exit, I probably
don’t have to worry about missing His revelation of Himself. As I went through
the day, the following happened.
My fourth Black Eastern
Swallowtail e-closed. She is a typical example of the species, which is to say
that she’s pretty. God creates and loves beautiful things and He is sharing
some of them with me.
I went to the store to get some
pectin so that I can make three more batches of jam or jelly over the next four
days. The store has been rearranged so I had to ask for help finding it. When
the stock clerk got there with me, she mentioned something about being glad to
have found them because she’s looking for a jar to keep coins in. Being my “compelled
to help” self, I said, “You know what I did? I cut a hole in the top of a
coffee can.”
“Just a normal coffee can?”
“Yep”
“I’m gonna do that.”
End of conversation, until a few
moments later when God mentioned something about how easy it was for me to love
the clerk, and that it was just as easy for Him to love me.
I? Easy to love? Maybe easier than I was...
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