There’s something bigger going on. Something much older than 250 years. It’s a story so wide, so deep, so vast, that it includes not just all of humanity, but all of creation. It has to do with captives being set free. The poor receiving an equitable share. The blind having their eyes and minds opened up to this deeper reality. This is what Jesus came to do, and this is what the Spirit of Christ continues to do.

So what is this non-thing that’s so singularly important – right now – it’s worth immeasurably more than everything else combined?

We live in a reality that needs queerness. We need what lies beyond the violence and death grip of the status quo. We need the rupture of racial, ethnic, geopolitical borders. We need the curiosity and vitality of imaginations that move us collectively through and beyond the ache of Now into the possibilities of the Not Yet. This is queer existence, queer faith. This is queerness that gives life and queerness that might save us all.

One of the remarkable things about this story is that it flips the script on who is seeking who between humanity and God. There is no indication whatsoever that Moses woke up that morning thinking: Today is the day I learn the name of God. Rather, everything points to God who is in search of Moses, and finds him, and repeatedly invites him into deeper communion and courage.