The People God Uses
The People God Uses Flawed Vessels, Perfect Grace Let me tell you about a murderer. Not just any murderer. A man who killed an Egyptian and buried his body in sand, hoping nobody would notice. He ran. Hid in the wilderness for forty years. Probably thought his life was over, that God had stamped "REJECTED" across his file. You know his name. Moses. And here's the thing that still keeps me awake some nights: God didn't wait for Moses to become perfect. Didn't wait for him to sort out his anger issues or attend a leadership seminar or apologize properly for that whole murder situation. God just showed up in a burning bush and said, "Go. I'm sending you." Moses argued. Made excuses. Said, "Who am I?" like he hadn't learned anything in forty years. And God said something that still echoes through every flawed life: "I will be with you." Not "you're good enough now." Not "you finally fixed yourself." Just:...