On this Friday of the Third Week of Lent, I continue my journey through Scott Hahn’s book, Lenten Reflections from A Father Who Keeps His Promises.
When God selects Moses to bear His message and deliver His people, Moses balks.
“If you please, my Lord, send someone else!” Ex. 4:13.
Moses doesn’t feel up to the task and throws up roadblock after roadblock.
“I stutter. I’m no good at public speaking!”
Excuse after excuse after excuse. Finally, God relented and allowed Moses to bring his brother, Aaron, as his mouthpiece.
This exchange between God and Moses reminds me of many-a-scene repeated at my home.
Mom: “Pick up your stuff off the family room floor! I’m not your maid!”
Son: “I can’t, because …”
- “I’m doing my homework!”
- “My leg is sore!”
- “I’m eating!”
- “I have to leave for basketball practice!”
- “You’re mean!”
It’s like those World War II movies when antiaircraft gunners send up a barrage of flak to bring down incoming Kamikaze pilots.
Not that I’m immunized against this excuse-making disease.
- I watch certain shows the kids can’t because “I’m the Dad!”
- I tell off-color jokes because “they’re harmless!”
- I exceed speed limits because “I’m going with the flow of traffic!” (Read: “everybody is doing it!”)
Have I used excuses to avoid a tasking? Sure. As a recent example, my wife has been asking me to look over the tax paperwork and submit our return. I kept delaying, waiting until we had all the form; w-2s, 1099s, etc. In hindsight, this was merely a delaying tactic to put off an unpleasant task. I could have started with what we had.
When it comes to my faith, I’m embarrassed to admit that I am just as excuse-prone. Volunteer at Church? “I’m too busy.” Work the fish fry? “That’s family night.” Stop by for Eucharistic Adoration? “That’s not my style.” Excuses, excuses, excuses.
This Lent is a great opportunity to break myself of this problem.
Instead of trying to worm my way out of serving God, I hope I respond as Isaiah: “Here I am, send me!“