We’ve all asked the question,
What’s God’s will for my life?
How many of us would love to be in Moses’ sandals when he encounters the burning bush? We’d love to have such a concrete experience of God. A phone call from Yahweh, a miraculous bush that’s burning but not consumed. In a world that seems so devoid of miracles, a world where people just don’t see burning bushes, we’d love for God to break into our ordinary lives. To assault us at work or school (or summer vacation) and tell us his will. It’d make things so much… easier. We imagine ourselves to be just like Moses: we’re just sort of living life, waiting for a miracle. Waiting for our own burning bush, our own call from God.
But the reality is: we know God’s will for our lives.
Each of us has already been called to participate in God’s rescue mission. We might secretly wish for a giant flashing neon sign telling us God’s will, or a burning bush that would appear to give us a calling, give us a mission. But we already have it.