Tuesday, March 31, 2026

God Buried Him

 

Then Moses climbed Mount Nebo from the plains of Moab to the top of Pisgah, across from Jericho. There the Lord showed him the whole land—from Gilead to Dan, all of Naphtali, the territory of Ephraim and Manasseh, all the land of Judah as far as the Mediterranean Sea, the Negev and the whole region from the Valley of Jericho, the City of Palms, as far as Zoar. Then the Lord said to him, “This is the land I promised on oath to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob when I said, ‘I will give it to your descendants.’ I have let you see it with your eyes, but you will not cross over into it.”

And Moses the servant of the Lord died there in Moab, as the Lord had said. He buried him in Moab, in the valley opposite Beth Peor, but to this day no one knows where his grave is. Moses was a hundred and twenty years old when he died, yet his eyes were not weak nor his strength gone. The Israelites grieved for Moses in the plains of Moab thirty days, until the time of weeping and mourning was over.

Deuteronomy 34

Moses was one of God's greatest servants. He was set adrift in a basket to save him from Pharaoh's genocide of the Hebrews. He was taken in by Pharaoh's daughter and raised in the palace, but when he was old enough to understand, he rejected the riches of Pharaoh's court to live in poverty with his people.

When he was about 40 years old, he killed an Egyptian abusing one of the Hebrews and fled into the wilderness of Midian. There he met his wife Zipporah and his father-in-law, Jethro the High Priest. He became a humble shepherd there for many years.

Then one day the LORD appeared to him in a burning bush and commissioned him to be his emissary to Pharaoh. Moses was to order the most powerful man on earth to let the Hebrews go on God's authority. When the king of Egypt refused, Moses was given authority to do wonders and call down the plagues of God to terrify the Egyptians (and later, the world) into knowing there is a God more powerful than they or their gods.

God delivered his people out of Egypt with a mighty hand, led them through the Red Sea on dry land, and drowned the army of Egypt which had come after them.

God met with Moses on Mount Sinai, the mountain of fire, and across a crystal bridge delivered to him the twin tablets of stone containing the Ten Commandments written by God's own finger. God showed his "goodness" to Moses, a display so amazing that Moses' face was glowing when he came down from the mountain.

God kept Moses in charge of His people through many trials and many acts of disobedience on the part of the Hebrews during their wanderings. We are explicitly told that Moses and God were friends. Many times God sought to destroy the Hebrews for their disobedience, but Moses would always intercede for them. God listened to Moses, though ultimately God would be proven right about that generation, and they would die in the desert.

Moses remained the leader of their descendants, living to a very old age, until the time came for the people of God to enter the Promised Land.

But Moses stumbled as all humans do. He was ordered to go to a rock and speak to it, at which point God would cause it to open and give water to the Hebrews. However, when the rock did not immediately respond, and the people grumbled, Moses struck the rock in anger.

God could no longer allow Moses to lead his people after so publicly disobeying Him. It would shipwreck their faith. So when the time came, God took him up on a mountain to see the Promised Land from afar, but told him he could not enter it with the people. That task would fall to Joshua.

Then Moses, full of years, died on the mountaintop alone. No, not alone. God was with him. And then God did something unprecedented. He buried Moses.

We know well that God appeared in a human form to people in the Old Testament. We call this the pre-incarnate Christ. The God-Man Jesus did not begin at his birth in Bethlehem. The God-Man has always existed.

He appeared to Abraham and had dinner with him before the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. He appeared to Joshua as the Lord-of-angel-armies in the land of Canaan.

I believe that the God-Man, God the Son, appeared here also. To be with Moses, his good and faithful servant, as he died, because He was his friend. To watch one last sunset with him, to hold his wrinkled hand. When Moses breathed his last, the Creator of the universe lovingly wrapped his body, manually dug a grave in the sand, gently laid him to rest, and covered the body again. God told no one where his grave was, for it was a special place known only to Him.

God can do anything - He made the universe by speaking. But sometimes something is so special to Him that He comes down as the Son to do something with his own hands. When He created humans, He did not use words. He came down and took clay in his hands and fashioned the man. Then he leaned over him and personally breathed life into him. Here, with Moses, it is the same. He buried him. God the Son used his muscles and sweat to dig a grave and placed his friend in it. There can be no greater funeral, no greater honor, than to be buried by God.

God loves us. Not in some distant way. He loves us. When we cry, He cares. He catches our tears in a bottle. They are special to Him. When we pray, He listens to us. When we ask for help, He helps us and does not find fault. And when we die, He is there waiting to receive us.

No one who knows God dies alone.

Saturday, March 28, 2026

The Same God

 

I was watching the amazing Prince of Egypt tonight with my church family and I was once again moved to tears seeing this dramatization of God's saving power to deliver his people from bondage.

I thought of how these things happened thousands of years ago in a distant part of the world I have never been, to people I had never met, in a culture that I would struggle to fully understand.

And I realized something amazing to me. While all of that is true, one thing remains the same: I know the same God.

The same God who created the Heavens and the Earth and all their fullness.

The same God who walked with Adam and Eve in the cool of the day, and the same God who tearfully had to expel them from Paradise, but not without a Promise.

The same God who deluged the Earth to cleanse it of wicked humanity, but who also saved humanity through Noah and his family.

The same God who called Abraham, Issac, and Jacob - to whom He gave the Promises.

The same God who delivered Joseph and then through Him saved His people and the world of that time from famine.

The same God who later delivered His people from slavery with mighty wonders and an outstretched hand.

The same God who spoke from the mountain of fire and with His own finger wrote the Ten Commandments upon the stones.

The same God who led His people in the wilderness and was forced to allow those same people to fall in the wilderness due to their stubborn disobedience.

The same God who led their children into the Promised Land under Joshua and who delivered the Promised Land into their hands from the Canaanites.

The same God who had to take back that Promised Land when His people turned from Him to wickedness, and the same God who returned it when they repented.

The same God who raised up mighty King David and promised him the lineage of the Messiah.

The same God who sent mighty prophets to warn Israel to repent and who through them did mighty wonders.

The same God who condescended to become human like us in order to fulfill the Law and die for our sins to save us.

The same God who rose from the dead to gain victory over sin and death forever and to secure eternal life for those who believe and trust in Him.

The same God who appeared to many as Jesus and commissioned His Church and Bride to be His body in this world and to spread His good news to all the Earth.

The same God who would guide and protect His Church through her many victories and disobedience, always preserving a remnant to continue the work of salvation through the many centuries.

The same God who made sure a poor farming family in the late 1800s had a nickle for the ferry - enough to send their daughter to a Christian meeting where she would hear about His love and be saved.

The same God who worked in her to build a family of believers who would pass their faith down to the next generation, and the next, and the next.

The same God who knitted me in my mother's womb and who breathed life into me, willing me to become a living being.

The same God who called out my name at the age of 12 and said to me, "I know you and have called you by name. You are mine."

The same God who has walked with me ever since. Who has held my hand through disappointment, hardship, illness, injury, and the sorrow of divorce. The same God who willed me to walk again after I became paralyzed. The same God who has saved my life countless times. The same God who gave me two wonderful children and saw to their salvation as well.

The same God who lives today, tomorrow, and forever. The same God who helps me even now to see I have so much to be grateful for, and so much to look forward to in his Divine will.

The same God has cared for me since I was born. Yes, He carried me before I was born. He will be my God throughout my lifetime— until my hair is white with age. He made me, and He will care for me. He will carry me along and save me. (Isaiah 46:3-4)

The same God.