There’s a disgruntled old man sitting in a chair somewhere, his gaze fixed on nothing in particular, though it looks like he’s staring out through the window. Languishing in this chair as often as he can, he tries to wonder what the squirrel is thinking or what the birds are up to. Anything to keep his mind from going to the nagging thought that he hasn’t lived up to his dreams, that he somehow missed the mark.
The story of this man is not unique. In fact, there’s a woman somewhere, alone in a big house. The solitude reminds her of her daughter, who only stops by briefly and rarely only to make sure she isn’t stuck on the floor somewhere, unable to get up. She’s reminded of troubles from decades past that have rolled up into a ball, seemingly chained to her thoughts from yesterday and into tomorrow.
Yes, the arch of this story is a common theme for many, and will serve as the framework of perception for many, many lives, for this generation and the next.
But the question remains: is it ever really too late?
There was once a young man who was raised in a palace, who had everything his heart desired. By all accounts and indicators, this young man was on a course, a destiny that should have led to great success, many achievements, and life of satisfaction by all measures. Yet life was such that at the age of 80 this young man full of hope finds himself old, his dreams hung on the coatrack of obscurity. With enough strength in his bones to tend to a flock of sheep in the vast expanses of surrounding countryside, he was resigned to his present reality that he was, in fact, going nowhere.
Yet it is in this context that this man stumbles upon what he might from a distance have thought was an emergency. A fire in this wilderness gets his attention and as he draws near and observes that the fire is not in fact consuming the bush it envelops, he hears his name, “Moses! Moses!” If you don’t know the story, read it in the book of Exodus, chapter 3. It’s fascinating. This man who had hopes, aspirations, dreams, desires had grown old, and yet the job that he was called to at that age was precisely what he was created to do. He viewed himself as incapable to do it – he was old, weaker than younger men with strength and vitality, he had a speech impediment, he had many questions, concerns and doubt. But moving forward into his calling, one step at a time, Moses fulfilled that which he was created to do and changed the course of history for an entire nation of people.
Your burning bush moment awaits. Don’t lose hope or heart. You may not change a nation, but what if you change a heart? What if you leave a memory, a lesson in someone’s life? What if you’re the catalyst for someone’s transformation into a better person? One person can change a family and a home. A family can change a group or a congregation. One life – your life – can have a lasting impact on many. That, my friend, is a real legacy. That is a real purpose.
The time is not yet gone, you still have today.
Executive Pastor, Bridge Church