Exodus 4:1-5:9 | It seems pretty unquestionable. The voice from the bush, a bush that is burning but not being consumed. God is here. And he wants Moses to free his people. Seems like the kind of thing if God asked you to do it you would do it.

Moses asks God, “What if the Israelites don’t believe me?” Maybe what he’s really asking is, but what if I don’t believe? What if I don’t believe what I’m hearing and seeing? Because the excuse Moses offers is kind of flimsy, isn’t it? Why would the Israelites resist being freed?

God gives Moses a sign right then and there. He turns Moses’ staff into a snake and then back again. He says it’s to show the Israelites. But Moses gets the benefit of seeing God’s power doesn’t he?

And then God does it again, just in case the Israelites don’t get it the first time. And this one, even more than the first, should get Moses’ attention, as God shows his power by causing Moses’ hand to become diseased and then restored. Did Moses receive this as a threat? God clearly has power (to do things to Moses)!

God even suggests a third display of power if the first two don’t work, turning water from the Nile into blood.

Moses clearly heard, saw, and experienced examples of God’s power. Yet . . .

How much power do we need to see before we will believe?


A couple weeks ago I was resisting giving myself over to the vision that God was placing on my heart. It was – and is – a good, faithful vision (as God’s vision would be). But I wasn’t yet fully on board. I had lots of things I was weighing. Lots of reasons I thought it was maybe my own vision and not God’s. Lots of excuses holding me back.

As Kristine and I worshiped with our 3DM extended family, there was an opportunity to receive prayers for the gifts of the Holy Spirit (1 Corinthians 12). I had never experienced that. I wanted that! A dramatic sign to confirm God’s vision and God’s power.

As we prayed, I received a gift. It was . . .

The gift of faith (1 Cor 12:9). Looking back, it makes perfect sense to me that it wasn’t one of the “dramatic” gifts I had hoped for. At the time, though, I wanted something with a little more flair.

The gift of faith. God was pressing me. “Do you have faith in me, in my love, in my vision? Do you have faith in me?”

And what occurred to me was this. Any answer but yes was no.

“Honey, darling, sweetie, do you love me?” Um, sorta. That’s just not going to cut it.

When it came to this vision God was giving me, he was saying, “You’re either in or you’re out.” Which is it?

I was finally able to move from saying “I’m sorta in” (which sounded an awful lot like “I’m not in”) to saying “I’m all in.”

What allowed me to do this on that day was the gift of faith. This was God’s power at work, too. Not so dramatic though. This is the other side of the same question.

How much power do we need to see before we will believe?