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Burning Bush

Burning Bush

I want to be a burning bush.  My heart yearns, aches really, to be surrendered to Jesus so that he can do whatever he wants, whenever he wants.  I have been reading a lot of stories over the last several months about ordinary (very ordinary) people who have been extra-ordinary by so disposing themselves to the love of God that his love flows out of their hearts in streams of living water.  I long to be like that.

Now Moses was keeping the flock of his father-in-law, Jethro, the priest of Mid’ian; and he led his flock to the west side of the wilderness, and came to Horeb, the mountain of God.  And the angel of the Lord appeared to him out of the midst of a bush; and he looked, and behold, the bush was burning, yet it was not consumed.  (Exodus 3:1-2)

Everything about this story is especially ordinary except the burning bush.  Moses, alone in the wilderness, is taking care of his father-in-law’s sheep.  Nothing about this scene suggests that something awesome is about to occur.  No musical score is playing in the background to alert us that Moses is about to encounter the living God; but then it happens — something amazing appears right before his eyes — the bush radiant with fire, but not consumed by it.

Lots and lots of things about my life are ordinary.  But when I pray I feel the fire burning in me.  Sometimes the fire rages and I can feel its energy inside me.  At other times it may just be smoldering, and from time to time, I cannot tell if it’s burning at all; but, whether I am aware of it or not, I know it burns.

www.wowphotoshdr.comI want the fire to consume me — to take away all of my darkness, to purify me.  Because, I believe if I can just dispose myself more to him, he will make me better, and you will be able to see more of Jesus in me.  “So I strive for … holiness without which no one will see the Lord.”  (Hebrews 12:14)  For, when it is all said and done, I do not want to be the reason you do not see him.

Even so, the holiness I strive for is not an external holiness.  I do not long to look good on the outside; rather I yearn for purity and goodness from the inside out.  The kind of purity and goodness that comes from the love of God being poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit.  I am looking for the holiness that comes from the life of Christ dwelling inside — the fire that never goes out.

 

 

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  1. Glad to see you back! I really enjoyed this. Your longing for holiness is obvious and contagious.

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