And the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of the midst of a bush. He looked, and behold, the bush was burning, yet it was not consumed.
The Lord, appearing in the flames, the fire.
To refine, protect, to show up in the scorch of suffering.
He’s all about intimacy, desirous of deeper relationship. He will use all situations to draw us to His heart. Including a bush that burns deep in the wilderness, where there seems to be no way.
But He has been here, with me, even when it’s been intolerable, unbearably painful.
He is here with you, nestled in the bush, bearing with you in your burden.
Take off your sandals, for where you stand burns holy.
Open up your heart, bare your worry, your struggle, and let the flames purify.
He is here, with us when we can no longer feel our way through. The flames do not go out; they burn but will not consume.
God is faithful through our fears; His flame flickers holy. Be bare before Him; there is purpose in this pain. The Holy One transforms the hard to holy ground.