Now Moses kept the flock of Jethro his father in law, the priest of Midian and he led the flock to the backside of the desert, and came to the mountain of God, even to Horeb.
Exodus 3:1
Moses wiped the sweat from his eyebrow and squinted into the distance. With the sun already setting behind Mount Horeb, faraway objects became nebulous in the purple haze of dusk. He couldn't tell if he was looking at a faraway caravan kicking up a cloud or just a rock jutting from the sand. So in the Dessert, there is a School of self-Discovery those who read this they are like Moses they wiped the sweat from his eyebrow.
"You better get going," he said to the Egyptian trader, who had stopped to sell his goods and to talk, it seemed, until his lips were chapped. "It looks like another caravan's making its way to the coast."
"Very well," the trader said. "You don't want to buy anything: I fully understand. But what if I offered a simple exchange?"
"No, I'm not interested," Moses was beginningto wonder if this trader was dense or if he was ignoring the hints for some other reason.
"A question, then"
Here it came. Moses knew there had to be something else.
"You are Midianite, and yet your name it's Egyptian. I'm old, so I remember that an Egyptian prince by that same name disappeared many years ago. The young men don't know, In fact, they don't know anything these days. The school have gone down so much since I was young. As acmatter of fact, when I was twelve. . . "
"No," Moses interrupted.
"No, what? the trader asked.
"No, I'm not named after the prince of Egypt, nor am I related to him."
"No, I image you wouldn't be. After all, a pharaoh would never allow a relative of his to work as a lowly shepherd in Midian."
The trader spurred his camel into motion and headed down the trail toward the Sinai region.
Moses thought about what the trader had said. "A shepherd," he whidpered to himself. "What an existence. And I could be leading a nation."
The trader was right. In the world's eyes, Moses was a fool, and maybe even he felt like one. He had learned many skills and discipline in Egypt, and apparently he was throwing all that training away on a flock of sheep. But Moses' upbringing in Egypt was only half of what he needed to fulfill God's calling. His character still needed refining. So God sent him to graduate school in the desert.
There he learned to lead and nurture a stinky herd of sheep and goats. But God still had a plan for him about leading an ungrateful and fickle people to their Promised Land. "
God's Use of the Desert. Before we join Moses in his desert, let's bring the heat a little closer to home. Have you ever felt set aside, unproductive, helpless in the backlash of painful circumstances? You may very wellbe going through a desert How can you survive? The book of Feiteronomy present two important truths about the deserr that we need to understand for the experience to make us rather than break us.
Exodus 3:1
Moses wiped the sweat from his eyebrow and squinted into the distance. With the sun already setting behind Mount Horeb, faraway objects became nebulous in the purple haze of dusk. He couldn't tell if he was looking at a faraway caravan kicking up a cloud or just a rock jutting from the sand. So in the Dessert, there is a School of self-Discovery those who read this they are like Moses they wiped the sweat from his eyebrow.
"You better get going," he said to the Egyptian trader, who had stopped to sell his goods and to talk, it seemed, until his lips were chapped. "It looks like another caravan's making its way to the coast."
"Very well," the trader said. "You don't want to buy anything: I fully understand. But what if I offered a simple exchange?"
"No, I'm not interested," Moses was beginningto wonder if this trader was dense or if he was ignoring the hints for some other reason.
"A question, then"
Here it came. Moses knew there had to be something else.
"You are Midianite, and yet your name it's Egyptian. I'm old, so I remember that an Egyptian prince by that same name disappeared many years ago. The young men don't know, In fact, they don't know anything these days. The school have gone down so much since I was young. As acmatter of fact, when I was twelve. . . "
"No," Moses interrupted.
"No, what? the trader asked.
"No, I'm not named after the prince of Egypt, nor am I related to him."
"No, I image you wouldn't be. After all, a pharaoh would never allow a relative of his to work as a lowly shepherd in Midian."
The trader spurred his camel into motion and headed down the trail toward the Sinai region.
Moses thought about what the trader had said. "A shepherd," he whidpered to himself. "What an existence. And I could be leading a nation."
The trader was right. In the world's eyes, Moses was a fool, and maybe even he felt like one. He had learned many skills and discipline in Egypt, and apparently he was throwing all that training away on a flock of sheep. But Moses' upbringing in Egypt was only half of what he needed to fulfill God's calling. His character still needed refining. So God sent him to graduate school in the desert.
There he learned to lead and nurture a stinky herd of sheep and goats. But God still had a plan for him about leading an ungrateful and fickle people to their Promised Land. "
God's Use of the Desert. Before we join Moses in his desert, let's bring the heat a little closer to home. Have you ever felt set aside, unproductive, helpless in the backlash of painful circumstances? You may very wellbe going through a desert How can you survive? The book of Feiteronomy present two important truths about the deserr that we need to understand for the experience to make us rather than break us.
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