Frogs, Lice and Flies . . . Oh My!

Moses is known for a few things.

Being put in a basket and placed in the reeds. Experiencing God in a burning bush. Pretty much questioning God’s call. The staff that turned into a serpent. Being the forbearer of the 10 plagues. The journey on dry land through the Red Sea. The journey through the wilderness. The ten commandments.

In the scripture I have overlooked —  for years — the verse in chapter 4 that says “21 And the LORD said to Moses, “When you go back to Egypt, see that you do all those wonders before Pharaoh which I have put in your hand. But I will harden his heart, so that he will not let the people go.”


Moses and Aaron were getting ready to go and approach a PHARAOH and ask him to let the Israelites go into the wilderness so they could serve the LORD.  The LORD himself was asking them to do an impossible feat. He knew the Pharaoh would not release the Israelites. He knew the plagues would not change his mind or his heart. Yet, he sent them. And, they went.

How often do we ask God “How much longer will I have to come before this mountain?” How many times have we cried out “Why does this feel like an endless trial?”

Maybe, just maybe, God is calling us like He called Moses. He is calling us to come against a formidable enemy over and over so that he can prove HIMSELF to us. Without trials we do not learn to lean on him for EVERYTHING. Without being hunted we wouldn’t know where to run for safety. Without getting out of the boat we wouldn’t learn to walk on water. Without being lost, we wouldn’t know how to search for him.

At this time in my life, I feel like I am Moses who has been sent. I question why God would want to use me in any aspect. I am NOT perfect. I do not always make the right decisions. Sometimes I react instead of respond. I do not always say the right thing, nor am I always eloquent in what I try to convey.

But, I know I have been sent. I know I am up against an enemy who is not of this world, even though it doesn’t always feel like it.

I am ready for the LORD to show up, show out and show himself  MIGHTY, POWERFUL, AND AWESOME.

Wildflowers at His Feet

Honeysuckles waft their perfume in the sticky air.

Their white and yellow flowers trumpet the arrival of warmth and soon coming summer.

I am going to make myself a tiara of honeysuckles one day. I will don it proudly and walk bare foot through a field, letting the sun kiss my skin and the breeze tousle my hair.

In my Abba Fathers earth, I feel far less than the princess he says I am. In moments of complete surrender, he reminds me of my position. It’s easiest to surrender in solemn moments of olfactory overload. Sitting inside this room, if I close my eyes, I can find myself in the dream . . .

In a familiar song, the words “my hands are strong, but my knees are far to weak” stick out like a sore thumb. Yes, my hands are strong – they work, they hold, they comfort,they discipline, they dig in cool earth, they raise in praise, they hold onto the Fathers hands for dear life . . .

But my knees are far too weak to stand. I fall onto them, the sheer weight of life weighing me down.  My hands, gripping onto the nail scarred hands of my savior, lose no strength. Can he bear my weight?

The sweet scent of yellow and white trumpeting honeysuckles awaken me out of my inner questioning.

I am HIS princess.

I will lay my crown at his feet, even if it is one of wildflowers. My soul will rejoice in him and in him alone. My knees will always be weak in his presence. My hands will always be strong when they hold his.

“. . . Charm can mislead and beauty soon fades.
The woman to be admired and praised
is the woman who lives in the Fear-of-God.” ( Proverbs 31:30 The Message )