I can't tear myself away from Moses at the burning bush in Exodus 3 and the questions, "Who am I?" and "Who are You?" because these are the questions answered definitively this week at the cross and at the empty tomb. I am the one for whom Jesus suffered and died. He is the God incarnate, man divine.
The mission we have been given is like the mission given to Moses and those two questions are the ones about which we have to be clear. Even when we know the answers, we need the promise of presence that Moses received and that Jesus gave the disciples, otherwise we are on a fool's errand.
I understand Moses' hesitation to get started on this work, he was a man who had failed in the past, once burned, twice shy. Over these forty years he had gotten over the notion of his own importance and had gotten comfortable in this bucolic life of a shepherd with a wife and family. There doesn't seem a high probability of success and in fact God promises Moses it won't be easy and in fact in chapter 4 says He is going to harden Pharaoh's heart so that he won't let the people go. After all that though, Moses decides to take on the job anyway. Sounds like what happens this week and the decision Jesus made to come down here.
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