There is no way that reading this preface will prepare you for what follows. You might as well take your shoes off now and be stopped in your tracks. The heat of these burning bush narratives will thaw the winter of your own milestone memories of His voice. Somehow, along the way of reading this journey you will discover flickering embers within that are rekindling your first love history and destiny with your creator.
Most of the responses to the question “What is God doing in your life lately?” are the disappointing, “I don’t know, but I am in a transition.” It is as if we can’t know on this side of heaven. Or worse, He doesn’t want us to know. Yada, Yada, Yada simply shatters that illusion. It breaks the glass ceiling on the wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Christ and gives us permission and purpose to pursue again. This author has broken the barrier of what we thought we had to settle for in our two-way communication with Abba Father. You will be ruined for the ordinary if you dare to go any further.
Like Habakkuk the seer prophet, we have seen and heard too much daily news and lost our perspective on what God is up to both in us and through us in today’s circumstances beyond our control. We do not know the melody to our unique rendition of the last verses of the last chapter when he sang;
Hab. 3:17 -19
Though the fig tree may not blossom,
Nor fruit be on the vines;
Though the labor of the olive may fail,
And the fields yield no food;
Though the flock may be cut off from the fold,
And there be no herd in the stalls—
Yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will joy in the God of my salvation.
The Lord God is my strength;
He will make my feet like deer’s feet,
And He will make me walk on my high hills.