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Nothing you have been through will be wasted

 I found this message  from January 2014 that I believe would bless you so much.Here we go:
Did you realize that it was really Moses' mother who decided her son was just too beautiful to be allowed to be killed? She placed him in a basket and hid herself. She later ends up being paid to care for her own son! Totally cool right? Long story short, Moses becomes the son of Pharoahs daughter. Not a slave, servant but son. Note that he was referred to as a Hebrew boy by Pharoahs daughter when she first saw him.
Now, Moses grows up and encounters a burning bush and looks to see what exactly is going on. God, realizing he had Moses' attention spoke, meaning had he not gotten his attention, He wouldn't have.
God sends unusual sights and happenings into our lives and we should know that at times it is to get our attention.( make a quick check right now)
He introduces Himself as ' I am that I am ' and tells him the cries of the Israelites have reached Him. Yes , God is all seeing and knowing but He sure moves when He sees/ hears our cry.
Now in Exodus 3:19, God says something I find interesting. He says He knew the King of Egypt won't let the Israelites go and He was going to do exceeding wonders. Sometimes God is going to use what seems to be an unbending person, boss or situation to show forth His might and presence with you.
And when God shows up, no one can block you! Don't forget to praise though.
Let your heart keep hoping.

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