Moses was a Hebrew. He was always a Hebrew even though he grew up as an Egyptian. Through an unusual set of divinely engineered circumstances, the baby Moses avoided death as an infant at the hands of Pharaoh. His mother who raised him surely told him the story of his deliverance as well as the story of her love for God. Thus, Moses grew to manhood with feet in two worlds. One was in the world of his own people, the Hebrews, and the other was in the world of Pharaoh's Egyptian culture. The inner confusion and wrestling with who he was came to a head that day when he killed the Egyptian and buried him in the sand. (Exodus 2:12)
When Moses arrived some years later at the burning bush, he was a man who had been uniquely shaped by two conflicting cultures, his mother's faith, and the Egyptian religion. By his actions it would seem that he must have also been one who recognized the injustice of the society in which he had lived and one who knew himself as one of the privileged. Moses was not an empty shell when God spoke to him from the bush that burned but was not consumed, but one whose life had brought him to the moment God was about to unfold before him.
It is no different with us. When we sense God is calling us to be about something, no matter how great or small it may seem, we may decide in the moment of the calling that what God is asking of us is either impossible or not logical. We may believe, and in some cases rightly so, that someone else could get it done better. But, none of these things concern God as He calls our name. He is the One who calls us to service and before He calls, He prepares and equips us for what in on His heart for us. It is our faith in Him, our life experience, and most importantly His call which can turn something impossible into the possible. After the call, all that is left is the choosing to go.
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