“You and your fighting men should march around the town once a day for six days…On the seventh day you are to march around the town seven times, with the priests blowing the horns. When you hear the priests give one long blast on the rams’ horns, have all the people shout as loud as they can. Then the walls of the town will collapse, and the people can charge straight into the town.”
Since Friday’s phone conversation with Amber, I’ve been completely consumed with the fact the Israelites couldn’t see on the other side of the wall. When God gave them their marching orders, they could only see tall, guarded, locked, bricked walls.
Instructed to march in silence, they did not speak. I wonder what they thought. Did they march with confidence believing God would do what He said? Did they wonder what God was actually giving them; what was really on the other side of the big walls? Did they wonder if Joshua really had a line to God?
Or did they march to the cadence of stories their ancestors told them about obeying God and the consequences for not? Did they replay the cross of the Jordan or imagine manna falling at their feet?
I can be just like this. Some days all I have to do seems possible, inspiring and wonderful. All I have to do is remember God’s promises toward me. If I focus on His good plans and loving thoughts toward me, my day is always successful
But when I choose to forget how He has rescued me time and time again, I wobble. I complain and I get tired. When I disregard His promises, I lose hope. And I need hope to make it through my days!
Marching around a fortified town six times and then seven more in a row was probably tiring. I imagine the people telling themselves, “This is nothing compared to wandering I the desert!” But I also imagine they felt more like they’d run a marathon than prepared for battle when they were done marching.
I wonder if they gave in to the enemy and thought there was no way they’d have any energy to take the town after all that silent marching. But they did. God renewed them after each day’s marching orders were complete.
They simply believed and obeyed.
And God came through.
As they took the land.
“But those who wait upon God get fresh strength.
They spread their wings and soar like eagles,
They run and don't get tired,
they walk and don't lag behind.” Isaiah 40:31 The Message
I'm speaking at First Baptist Church Bryan's MOPS meeting tomorrow. If you are in the area, I'd love to see you! It starts at 9:30 and I'll be speaking at 10:30.