Look at Me

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Summertime, for all it’s lovely qualities, can get a bit frantic. Daylight hours stretch and expand giving me endless opportunities to stretch and expand our schedule to fill the sun-soaked hours, baseball games and practices, camps, play dates, the list goes on and on.

As I head into this frantic season, my heart keeps circling back to something that I read several months ago in Exodus, something that brings a sense of calm in the chaos. Moses was heading into an overwhelming season that would begin with the frightening prospect of ordering the Egyptian Pharaoh to release God’s people from years of slavery and then leading them through the desert to the land that God had promised to give them. And at the end of chapter 6, Moses is arguing with God, explaining all of the reasons why he’s not good enough for the job, and maybe God would do better to find someone else, thankyouverymuch. But the words that God utters to Moses have stuck with me, and keep rattling around in my brain. I want to share them here, so maybe they can rattle around in yours too! 🙂

Exodus 6:30 (The Message) says, “And Moses answered, “Look at me, I stutter. Why would Pharaoh listen to me?”

Um, yes. I can relate to Moses, I’m a pro at finding all sorts of reasons why I can’t (or won’t) do the things God’s asking me to do. Stuttering sounds like a pretty good excuse to me. And yet God says three words that stopped Moses cold, and it stops me too. Every time. Whether I’m obsessing over a schedule, event, or writing. He says in Exodus 7:1 “…Look at me.” And just like that, the argument’s over. If I’m looking at Him the impossible thing I’m facing seems plausible and miniscule, but if I’m looking at me…well, let’s just say things aren’t nearly as comforting.

So right now, in this moment, I’m refocusing, making space to look at Him instead of me and some things in my life that seem too big for me to wrap my head around. Taking time to breathe and read things that turn my eyes towards God, and quietly reminding myself when I get off track to look at him.

What about you? Do you find yourself overwhelmed, looking at what you need to accomplish, or feeling the narrow pinch of a harried pace? Have you been telling God, “but, this and this….,” making excuse after excuse about why you’re not good enough or up to the task he’s given you and God is saying to you, “Look at me”? Do you need to refocus today? I’d love to hear from you, leave a comment about what God’s saying to you!

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One thought on “Look at Me

  1. Allison Frazell

    Great reminder as we head into a new “season”. May we always keep our focus! Allison M. Frazell 515-577-7450

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