Summer of 5746 and a Yid entered the She’eris Yisroel shul. He approached where Reb Moshe sat and claimed that he wanted to sit there and could Reb Moshe move. That’s how little anyone thought of Reb Moshe – they simply had no idea who he really was. Reb Moshe refused to just get up and move, and so this Yid pushed him aside roughly and sat down. A look of anger crossed Reb Moshe’s face. “What’s the matter? Why do you look so upset?” someone asked him. “You don’t just push me; when you shove me aside you are pushing up there,” and so saying he pointed up toward Heaven. Everyone chuckled and no one took him seriously...until the next day when that Yid who had so callously shoved Reb Moshe didn’t wake up. By then they got the hint – too late. They asked him, “What happened here? What have you done?” But he simply pointed up and said, “Up there,” as if to say, “I didn’t do anything. It wasn’t me; it came from On High. From then on no one messed with him and he sat and stood wherever he wanted.
