I was thinking the other day, wondering about Moses and his attitude toward his job.
His job consisted of several parts: (1) Convince the Israelites they must leave Egypt; (2) convince Pharaoh to “Let my people go”; (3) get free of Egypt; (4) keep the Israelites alive during the trip across the desert; and, (5) all other duties and responsibilities as assigned by God.
The last should have been the easiest, since if people complained too much, Moses could say, “You will do it because God said so.”
What I really wondered was, what did Moses say every morning when he woke up? Did he wash his hands and face and then just sit back on his sheepskin bed and think: “Oh, Lord, what will they hit me with today? More of that why did I bring them out here to die? Or, let’s go back to Egypt, to our leeks and onions and water? Or, who made me leader, anyway? Sometimes I think I should just tell Joshua and Caleb to pull their swords and lay into the complainers. ‘We’re hungry. We’re thirsty. My clothes are worn out. Are we there yet?’”
Or did he jump out of bed, wash his hands and face, and say, “Well, Lord. Shall we get on with it? We’ve got a lot to do today.”