By: Pastor Jarren Rogers

“God doesn’t call the qualified, He qualifies the called.” – Mark Batterson

A few months ago, Annie’s car had been making a squeaking sound for. It’s that type of squeaking sound that you kind of hope will eventually go away. It’s the kind of squeaking sound that you try to ignore by turning up the radio just a bit louder to overpower the high-pitched squeal.

Despite our hoping, we eventually decided something should be done. After a conversation with my dad, we figured that it must be the brakes. They needed to be replaced. “You know,” my dad said, “You can replace the brakes yourself for about half the price of taking the car into the shop.”

The truth was, this was a job I was not qualified for. I knew nothing about brakes. And, to be honest, I didn’t really know anything about cars. All I knew was that when the gets needle closer to E it’s probably time to fill it up with gas. I also knew how to connect my phone to the radio. But that about wraps up the extent of my knowledge of cars.

How in the world was I going to replace my wife’s brakes?

It reminded me of when God called Moses to release the Israelites.

“But Moses protested to God, ‘Who am I to appear before Pharaoh? Who am I to lead the people of Israel out of Egypt?’” (Exodus 3:11).

Who am I, God? I am not qualified. I’m just a shepherd. I don’t know how to lead! God, do you know what I’ve done!? I’m a murderer. I’m a sinner. Why are you calling me to lead? I am underqualified.

This is how I felt when my dad wanted me to replace Annie’s brakes on my own. I can’t do that! What are you talking about? I don’t know anything about cars.

But look at verse 12:

“God answered, ‘I will be with you. And this is your sign that I am the one who has sent you: When you have brought the people out of Egypt, you will worship God at this very mountain’” (Exodus 3:12).

God is saying to Moses: You aren’t going into this alone. I am with you.

You see, I didn’t have to worry whenever my dad told me I needed to replace the brakes on Annie’s car. My dad knows cars. He knows them inside and out. I didn’t need to know how to replace brakes, because I knew the one who knew everything about cars. All I had to do was ask.

I brought Annie’s car to my parents’ house and walked me through how to replace the breaks. From the time I pulled into their garage until I pulled out of their driveway, he never left me. He continued to offer me the help I needed to do what I needed to do.

God does the same for us. We don’t have to know it all. We don’t have to be qualified. We simply need to be willing. He is with us.