English: Moses and the Burning Bush, illustration from the 1890 Holman Bible (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
What, person? You mean after Moses ran off to the desert and got married he got to tend sheep too? How cool is that? That means he must have had sheep dogs to hang out with. He must have been pretty happy there.
Okay person, I’m listening now.
After about forty years of hanging out with the sheep and those sheep dogs – wow, that’s a long time. That’s longer than how old I am.
Yes, I’m listening person.
Moses was near Mount Horeb and he saw something strange.
What did he see? What did he see?
What? If I listen I’ll find out? Oh.
He saw a bush burning, but it wasn’t burning up.
How could that be?
So Moses went over to check that bush out.
Then what happened?
What? God called to Moses from within the bush?
You mean God was in the bush and He didn’t burn up either? He must be pretty special.
God told Moses to take off his sandals because he was standing on holy ground. He told Moses He was the God of his father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, and Moses hid his face because he was afraid to look at God.
God told Moses He had seen the oppression of His people in Egypt and He was sending Moses to Pharaoh to bring His people the Israelites out of Egypt.
Did Moses finally get to go give that mean old Pharaoh what for?
What? That mean old Pharaoh that wanted Moses dead had died? Moses had to give a different Pharaoh what for?
Moses didn’t want to go? I wouldn’t want to go either if I had sheep and sheep dogs to hang out with all the time.
Moses didn’t think he was worthy but God said He would be with him. So Moses kept making excuses why he wasn’t good enough to go to Pharaoh, but God didn’t buy any of it.
It sounds like God wouldn’t take no for an answer. Kind of like you person, when you want me to do something that I don’t want to do. So did Moses leave his sheep dogs and go to Egypt?
What!? You’re going to make me wait another whole week before you tell me more? I’m heading out to my trails then. Maybe I’ll find a sheep dog who knows the rest of the story.





























