In the land there lived a man named Jawul. He was a good man, who farmed his land, sold his harvest at the market, provided for his family, and was good to his neighbors.
But he became ill and distraught. He wouldn't talk and became more isolated.
His condition worsened and finally, when he was on his deathbed, his family summoned the Rabbi.
The Rabbi entered the dark room and prayed for Jawul and finally asked him, "Oh Jawul, what is it?"
"Oh Rabbi," answered Jawul. "I am afraid to die. I wasn't like Moses. I didn't lead others out of bondage, I didn't part the red sea, I didn't go to the mountaintop and teach other the Law. Please forgive me. I wasn't like Moses"
"Oh Jawul," answered the Rabbi." "You weren't called to be Moses. You were called to be Jawul."
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