“Following the Call”

<b<b><b>>Ex 3:1-6, 9-12
Reading for July 15

Moses was tending the flock of his father-in-law Jethro, the priest of Midian.
Leading the flock across the desert, he came to Horeb,
the mountain of God.
There an angel of the LORD appeared to him in fire
flaming out of a bush.
As he looked on, he was surprised to see that the bush,
though on fire, was not consumed.
So Moses decided,
“I must go over to look at this remarkable sight,
and see why the bush is not burned.”

When the LORD saw him coming over to look at it more closely,
God called out to him from the bush, “Moses! Moses!”
He answered, “Here I am.”
God said, “Come no nearer!
Remove the sandals from your feet,
for the place where you stand is holy ground.
I am the God of your father,” he continued,
“the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, the God of Jacob.
The cry of the children of Israel has reached me,
and I have truly noted that the Egyptians are oppressing them.
Come, now! I will send you to Pharaoh to lead my people,
the children of Israel, out of Egypt.”</b>

But Moses said to God,
“Who am I that I should go to Pharaoh
and lead the children of Israel out of Egypt?”
He answered, “I will be with you;
and this shall be your proof that it is I who have sent you:
when you bring my people out of Egypt,
you will worship God on this very mountain.”

It has been a frustrating day.  My email was hijacked, stolen, and a fake email sent out to all my addresses; my computer had problems, but the reality is that is nothing. I talked a gentleman in the Castro tonight whose lover is dying. He has major problems, acting out, screaming, threatening, so he is not allowed to see his lover, but he is homeless, in a hell of a lot of pain, and no hope. All I could do was listen and promise to see his lover in the hospital; As I did outreach tonight I saw people who were in desperate need. Rex,. 22, followed me around crying because of problems with his family. He is a senior in college, homeless, a drug abuser, and is really depressed.  James, 21, selling pot to pay for his hotel room.  One after another, all at the bottom, and really no where to go. I have been angry all day, feeling used, by the people who stole my email. I see people suffering, really suffering, and all around there are people who steal, lie, and it makes me angry.  As I prepare for my trip to St. Louis, home, and know that it is really not home any longer, and seeing some people I have known all my life, I find myself thinking how far I have come.  My calling is to preach, to serve, to administer the Sacraments, and that calling has taken me to the streets, and I think of that as I return home.  I would never have thought I would have arrived here many years ago. My plans was to spend the years in ministry in Missouri, in a United Methodist parish, with all of the comforts. But it would have been a boring, deadly life for me.   I have followed my call, nothing nor no human being has ever stood in my way, and I have no regrets, my life has been fulfilling and complete. I have no idea where my next dollar will come from, or what the day is going to bring, but I am happy, and I am doing what I am called to do. What more can a guy asked for? Deo Gratis! Thanks be to God!

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