An Epiphany on Men

I've always wanted 5 minutes in every man's mind to figure out what's going on up there, but most of them tell me it would frighten me. This weekend the mystery of men continued...

Guys get really excited about competition, war games, and such. That's great....I hope they all protect me in battle. This was evident at our college retreat as the guys flew 90 miles an hour down the interstate to get to the paintball field leaving us girls in the dust. And, the 1:30 am Wal-Mart run they made to buy "cammo" wear for the following day confirmed their obsession. Boys, dontcha love them?

Another interesting tidbit is their love of fire. Quite the pyromaniacs, they are entranced by the flames and like to do odd things to the campfire. Saturday night as we made smores around the fire, the guys felt the need to throw marshmallows directly into the flames. Nothing really happened other than some sparks, but they thought it was the coolest. Go fig.

Then, I had my epiphany...

I now know why God spoke to Moses through a burning bush. He knew nothing would grab a man's attention like a non-consuming flame. I'm amazed at how God knows how to uniquely reach us in the most effective manner.