My "Moses" Complex

I'm a girl with a "Moses" complex.

 

 

God (calling from the burning bush): "Moses!"

 

Moses: "I'm here."

 

God: "You are going to lead my people out of Egypt. Now go tell Pharaoh."

 

Moses: "Who me? I'm not a good speaker."

 

God: "I'll help you."

 

Moses: "Please pick someone else."

 

God: "Your brother can go too. Now get on with it!"

 

 

Overwhelmed with love and a heavy concern about the culture, Bobbye held her first grandchild. Her mother's and grandmother's prayers resulted in Bobbye's relationship with the Lord. As God helped Bobbye encourage others to pray for their grandchildren, she began "Praying Grandmothers." The Lord also gave her a vision of grandmothers praying together throughout the world.

 

My "Praying Grandmothers" involvement came after my husband and I moved to Trinidad and Tobago. Not long after our arrival, the Lord led me in a direction I did not expect, nor believed I was qualified. He's like that- calling an old man to become the father of multitudes, a shepherd boy to be king, fishermen to be evangelists, and a young virgin to bear the Savior of the World. He nudged me to lead a grandmothers prayer group. My response - "Are you kidding me? I'm not even a good pray-er. And, I don't know any grandmothers here!" I pondered. I struggled. My very own "Moses" moment. I argued with God like Moses did. I prayed...

 

I gave in. "Alright, if that's what You want me to do, I know You'll make things happen. Help me meet grandmothers."

 

The Lord answered. My new friend Lucy, a grandmother and an intercessor, was exactly the kind of woman I needed. She introduced me to others possessing a strong desire to pray for their grandchildren.

 

The plan did not fall into place. I encountered challenges, delays, frustration, and doubt. But, I stayed the course.

 

Our "Praying Grandmothers" group was like a tiny seed planted in my heart a full year before it grew to reality. Moses led God's people out of 430 years of Egyptian slavery. My task appeared simpler: lead this little band of grannies, Lucy, Diane, and Ava, in a one hour prayer meeting.

 

We met once a month, and committed to pray for each other's grandchildren. We recorded our requests. We prayed for ten-year-old Colin's peaceful transition as he shuttled back and forth between his divorced parents, teenager Kristel's freedom from nicotine addiction, and young  Darren to be united with his mother. Afterwards, we waited expectantly for our faithful God's answer. As the Lord answered, we rejoiced and praised Him.

 

God set an eternal plan in motion, and He allowed me- the "Moses" complex girl, to participate. Grandmothers will "tell the praiseworthy deeds of the Lord, His power, and the wonders He has done (Psalm 78: 4). I'm one of those voices.

 

When God assigned you a task, did you attempt to convince Him to find someone else? What was the result? I'd love to hear your comments!