The world around me swirls and I am caught up in the motion. So many people in need. Abandoned. Alone. At risk. So many people enslaved. They need help. They need rescue. They need freedom. They need me. What can I do but pray? I can pray.
But what else? There must be more. There is more.
I am available. USE ME. I want to break down walls. But now I only see the walls. I see too much. It becomes too much. I can not see it all. It becomes a blur. I am burdened. I am sad. In the recesses of my heart are cries too deep for words.
I am still.
Do you see them, God? DO YOU? Why not rescue? Why not freedom? Why not deliverance?
In a moment, in worship… He whispers… I SEE YOU. I SEE THEM.
This same evening, I read with my daughter Exodus 3. Moses is drawn to the bush. Believing he was unseen. NO. He was not unseen. I SEE YOU. I SEE THEM.
I feel like Moses. I can not compare to Moses. But I feel what he might have felt. He saw his people enslaved. He wanted to see justice. He wanted to break down walls. He took the judgement into his own hands. He killed. Afraid, he ran. To a desert hiding place. Yet found again, embraced by a father. He tends his father in laws flock. I SEE YOU. I SEE THEM. He is found again. He can not hide.
I have heard the cries of the people. My brothers and sisters across the earth in need of deliverance. I want to scream at every injustice. I want to obliterate the evil in this world. Yet He calls me to SEE as HE SEES. He calls me to see the wounded and the one who wounds. He calls me to see the abused and the abuser. He calls me to see the broken and the one who breaks. He calls me to see the prisoner and the guard. When the walls come down, they are ALL in need of freedom and deliverance.
He beckons me to know His voice and TRUST.
I am doing what I see my Father doing. I am shepherding. I am caring for a flock. Yet I am drawn to the bush. The bush which never ceases to burn. My heart groans as the bush burns. The Spirit intercedes. He gently shows me…
I need to TRUST.
I heard the Lord speak in the whisper, in the moment of worship – I SEE YOU. I SEE THEM. My heart responds – I KNOW. I WILL TRUST.
God speaks. I see the affliction of My people… I have heard their cry… I know their sufferings… I have come to deliver them.
Sin abounds. All hell has broken loose on the earth. Hopelessness is center stage. Are we forgotten? Maybe you have felt? Maybe you have asked? But NO. We are not forgotten. HE SEES US. HE SEES THEM.
Rescue is coming for ALL. I know it. I will tend my flock as Moses did. Until the time comes when God says GO.
What is your spirit groaning for? Share and let me know ~ In Him, Leslie