Moses was a very humble man, more so than any man on the face of the earth. Numbers 2:3
But as for you, do not be called “Rabbi,” because you have one Teacher, and you are all brothers. Do not call anyone on earth your father, because you have one Father, who is in heaven. And do not be called masters either, because you have one Master, the Messiah. The greatest among you will be your servant. Whoever exalts himself will be humbled, and whoever humbles himself will be exalted. Matthew 23:8-12
My words…
Father, a man who calls me “daughter” and whom I call “dad” lies today in a bed – his final resting place on this earth. He is tired. His body is failing. I will not hear his voice again. I will never again be greeted with a warm hug and bright smile when I walk through his door. You know him even better than I, for You have conversed with him for decades. You watched him pack his suitcase and leave the comfort and security of his rural childhood home and travel to an urban mission field throbbing with violence and prejudice. You praised him among Your angels when he bore up faithfully under undeserved persecution. Everyone he met became his brother or sister. He served others with a gentleness not found in many men who have ever lived. Every moment of his life he claimed You as his only Father and Your Son as his only Master. He is not world-famous. His words are not inscribed in stone. His legacy is not found in an estate or inheritance but in the lives of those whose hearts were changed after knowing him. He would not feel worthy of these words I am writing. He is like Moses: a very humble man more so than anyone on the face of the earth. His spirit is longing to be with You. The time is drawing near for Your humble, precious servant to be exalted. Exalt him, oh Father!
