moses – Joy in the Journey

Heart on paper…

One of the reasons I first started writing was to figure out what was going on inside my head… inside my heart. It somehow seemed to help when I “verbalized” whatever I was going through in black and white… with pen and paper.

One writing in particular still stands out in my memory. I remember when it was written. Where I was. What I was struggling with…

I was a freshman at university. It was a cold, dreary winter day. I had driven our family’s big, yellow station wagon over to “the Fort,” a local beach that to this day is my all-time favorite beach because of its pristine, uncluttered shoreline. I was trying to figure out who I was… what life is all about… how God fits into the picture, IF He does.

I vividly remember the way the sky looked. Threatening… yet at the same time, hopeful. Sun rays were peaking through the gloom. As if God were reaching down from heaven, reaching out His hands to me, wanting to pull me out of my despair and confusion.

Unfortunately, what I wrote that wintry day got lost over the years. But I still look back on that day as when I began to value putting my heart on paper.

Fast forward to today…

As I’ve been reading through the Old Testament of the Bible, I’m increasingly overwhelmed by seeing the heart of the authors on paper. I’m at that point in the story where the children of Israel are about to enter the Promised Land. They’ve been wandering in the wilderness for forty years (due to the disobedience of some of their leaders). They’ve been given directives as to how to best represent God to the people and nations they are preparing to conquer. They’ve been on a roller coaster of doing the right thing, blowing it, saying they’ll do better the next time… kinda sounds a lot like me!

Moses, their leader, is now 120 years old. He personally has been barred from entering the Promised Land because of losing his temper and not doing what God told him to do (see Numbers 20:12, Deuteronomy 3:23-28, and Psalm 106:32-33). In the book of Deuteronomy, Moses’ heart on paper jumps off nearly every page as he prepares the people for what lies ahead, reminding them of all that God has instructed. Reminding them of where they have come from and what is expected of them.

Do not fear of be dismayed… (1:21)
Do not be in dread or afraid of [the enemy]. The Lord your God who goes before you will Himself fight for you, just as He did for you in Egypt before your eyes, and in the wilderness, where you have seen how the Lord your God carried you, as a man carries his son… (1:29-31)
… listen to the statutes and the rules that I am teaching you, and do them, that you may live, and go in and take possession of the land… (4:1)
Only take care, and keep your soul diligently, lest you forget the things that your eyes have seen, and lest they depart from your heart… (4:9)
… watch yourselves very carefully. (4:15)
… beware lest you act corruptly… (4:16)
… beware lest you raise your eyes to heaven, and when you see the sun and the moon and the stars, all the host of heaven, you be drawn away and bow down to them and serve them… (4:19)
Take care, lest you forget the covenant of the Lord your God… (4:23)
… be careful… to do as the Lord your God has commanded you. (5:32)
… be careful to do [all God’s statutes and commands], that it may go well with you… (6:3)
… remember what the Lord your God did to Pharaoh and to all Egypt, the great trials that your eyes saw, the signs, the wonders, the mighty hand, and the outstretched arm, by which the Lord your God brought you out. So will the Lord your God do to all the peoples of whom you are afraid. (7:18-19)
… be careful to do [the whole commandment that I command you today] that you may live and multiply… (8:1)
… remember the whole way that the Lord your God has led you these forty years in the wilderness, that He might humble you, testing you to know what was in your heart, whether you would keep His commandments or not. (8:2)
Take care lest you forget the Lord your God by not keeping His commandments and His rules and His statutes… (8:11)
Beware lest you say in your heart, ‘My power and the might of my hand have gotten me this wealth.’ (8:17)
Remember and do not forget… (9:7)
… consider the discipline of the Lord your God, His greatness, His mighty hand and His outstretched arm… (11:2)
Take care lest your heart be deceived, and you turn aside and serve other gods and worship them… (11:16)
Take care that you do not offer your burnt offerings at any place that you see, but at the place that the Lord will choose… (12:13)
Be careful to obey all these words that I command you, that it may go well with you and with your children after you forever… (12:28)
… take care that you be not ensnared to follow [the enemy nations] after they have been destroyed before you, and that you do not inquire about their gods… (12:30)
… remember that you were a slave in the land of Egypt, and the Lord your God redeemed you… (15:15)
… remember that you were a slave in Egypt; and you shall be careful to observe these statutes. (16:12)
… let not your heart be faint. Do not fear or panic or be in dread of [the enemy], for the Lord your God is He who goes with you to fight for you against your enemies, to give us victory. (20:3-4)
… be careful to do [these statutes and laws] with all your heart and with all your soul. (26:16)
Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of [the enemy], for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you. (31:6)

Do you hear it?? Do you hear Moses’ heart?? Over and over again… like a parent getting ready to launch their child into the world. Do not fear. Do not be dismayed. Do not be in dread. Do not be afraid. Listen. Take care. Watch yourselves. Beware. Be careful. Remember. Consider. Do not forget. Be strong and courageous. God goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you.

Moses’ heart on paper mirrors the heart of God.

God, our Father, over and over again wants us to know how much He loves us. How much He wants us to listen to Him and follow His instruction manual for life, the Bible. Just as those rays peaking out from behind gray clouds years ago were “reaching” for my heart so that I would turn to Him, so today God is reaching out to you, dear friend, to draw you to Himself, to encourage your heart, to guide you. In the words of Moses, “take care” that you avail yourself of all that God has to offer, and together we’ll have joy in the journey of this thing called “Life!”

The danger of assumptions…

It was the summer before graduating from university. I had gotten a job as a chambermaid at a hotel in a resort town at the beach. My co-workers and I wore turquoise blue dresses as we changed beds and cleaned bathrooms. Yes, dresses. It was the 70s after all! We also wore “sensible” shoes because of being on our feet all day long.

When preparing a room for new guests, I left a little booklet on the bedside table that told a bit about me: what I was studying at university, what my interests were, what I was hoping to do after graduation. It also included a brief summary of the decision I had made two years earlier to become a Christ-follower, and explained how one might initiate a personal relationship with Christ like I had done.

One morning, a little girl stood in the hallway intently staring at me as I prepared to clean her family’s room. She had a perplexed look on her face, a look of total confusion. She finally blurted out, “I thought you were a nun, but I’ve never seen one dressed like you!”

She had made the assumption that a) the booklet I had left in their room indicated I was a “religious” person and since b) the religious people she knew were all dressed in black habits — not turquoise blue dresses! I must therefore c) be a nun!

Jumping to conclusions. Making assumptions. We’re all prone to do it. But the results can be much more serious than assuming one’s wrong occupation like the little girl did so many years ago.

Another case of making an erroneous assumption is recorded long before that encounter at the hotel when I was in university. This time we read about it in the Old Testament book of Numbers.

The Israelites were preparing to enter the Promised Land. FINALLY! They had wandered in the wilderness for forty years, and now were getting final instructions before conquering and dividing up the land they were to inherit. Two of the tribes (Reuben and Gad) wanted to stay on the East side of the Jordan River. They raised livestock, and that land was more conducive for their herds than the land on the other side of the river. They very respectfully went to their leader (Moses) and requested permission to settle there.

Moses had a fit! He got really angry!

Do you intend to stay here while your brothers [the other tribes of Israel] go across and do all the fighting? Why do you want to discourage the rest of the people of Israel from going across to the land the Lord has given them? Your ancestors [the ones who had earlier spied out the land] did the same thing… they discouraged the people of Israel from entering the land the Lord was giving them… Here you are, a brood of sinners doing exactly the same thing! You are making the Lord even angrier with Israel. If you turn away from Him like this and He abandons them again in the wilderness, YOU will be responsible for destroying this entire nation!

Numbers 32: 6-15

He assumed their request meant the men would not join the other tribes in going to battle to conquer the land, but rather wanted to take the easy way out, staying on “their” side of the river.

Wrong!

The tribes of Reuben and Gad then explained to Moses that they were willing to arm themselves for battle and join the others. They simply wanted to get their families and livestock situated before doing so.

We simply want to build pens for our livestock and fortified towns for our wives and children. Then we will arm ourselves and lead our fellow Israelites into battle until we have brought them safely to their land. Meanwhile, our families will stay in the fortified towns we build here, so they will be safe from any attacks by the local people. We will not return to our homes until all the people of Israel have received their portions of the land. But we do not claim any of the land on the other side of the Jordan. We would rather live here on the east side and accept this as our inheritance.

Numbers 32:16-19

Wrong assumptions can be deadly. By misreading a situation, we’re prone to jump to wrong conclusions. We don’t understand motives, often guessing at them. Often guessing wrong.

We sometimes (almost all the time??) don’t let the other person explain their thinking. We barge ahead, not listening — because we’ve already made up our mind. We usually assume the worst.

Wrong assumptions can destroy relationships. We become suspicious. They foster wrong thinking. We end up shrinking back from saying or doing something.

Hmm… what can I learn from all this?

Take time to listen… really listen.
Avoid the tendency to cut the other person off because you think you know what they will say or what they want to do.
Choose to believe the best about others — instead of jumping to the worst, often negative, conclusions.
Be open to seeing things from a different perspective.
Ask questions to clarify any potential misunderstandings.

There’s another incident of misjudging motives and jumping to wrong conclusions once the two tribes finished helping the others conquer the land and were returning to their homeland. But I’ll save that for another blog.

In the meantime, I’m guessing this is something that isn’t a one-time-got-it-all-figured-out kind of thing. But rather something we ALL need to grow in.

We’re ALL in process. But hopefully together, we can have joy in the journey of this thing called “Life!”

No expiration date?!?

The expiration date on the partially used bag of milk powder in my pantry was no longer visible. Gulp! Sometime during the last ten years (gulp again!) I had evidently deemed this a necessary purchase… and so put it in an airtight container to keep it fresh (ha! ha!)… and then obviously forgot about it. I only discovered the well-concealed bag this morning, much to my chagrin.

Expired. No longer able to be used. Worthless. Cast aside.

I came across an interesting, somewhat-concealed tidbit a few hours later. This time, I wasn’t in the kitchen but rather reading the Old Testament book of Numbers. The theme of the book is the gradual fulfillment of the promises to Abraham that his descendants would be the people of God and occupy the land of Canaan. ¹ It begins with Israel preparing to leave the wilderness of Sinai, and then follows their journey — giving important instructions, but also recording where they messed up so that future generations could learn (hopefully!) from their mistakes. They, as a people, were called to represent God to the nations around them, which meant they needed to pay special attention to His instructions.

I’m still in the part of the story where this huge group of people (over 600,000 — and that’s only counting men from 20 years old and upward) is preparing to travel by foot from Egypt to the Promised Land (what we refer to today as Israel). They’ve already faced some obstacles, some detours… but what I found interesting this morning was regarding the Levites.

The Levites were descendants of the Hebrew tribe of Levi. They were given a very specific role: to assist the priests in worship and to transport all the “stuff” involved in setting up and breaking down a portable “Tent of Meeting” or “Tablernacle.” A LOT of details enumerate their duties — trust me! But what surprised me was that God even gave instructions regarding their retirement.

“… Levites from twenty-five years old and upward… shall enter to perform service in the work of the Tent of Meeting, but at the age of fifty years they shall retire from the service of the [Tabernacle] and serve no longer. They may assist their brothers in the Tent of Meeting by keeping guard, but they shall do no [heavy or difficult] work.” (Numbers 8:23-26)

They HAD to retire. At the age of 50!!!

But… that didn’t mean they were no longer able to be used. Worthless. Cast aside.

On the contrary! Instead of feeling like this was some sort of “putting out to pasture” mandate, it was actually communicating some important truths:

Transporting the Tabernacle, setting it up in a new location, breaking it down for the next move was back-breaking, heavy work. “Early retirement” meant that these men could graciously bow out from this physically demanding job and let the younger men flex THEIR muscles.
They still had an important role to play: that of keeping guard. Why was that so important? The Tabernacle was an opulent traveling “tent.” It housed precious objects — a lampstand made of pure gold, a table overlaid with gold, a special wooden chest also covered with gold, various other objects also from gold. The curtains, outer covering to protect it from the elements… everything was of the very best quality and workmanship. These needed protection.
The Levites also camped around the tabernacle so that “there may be no wrath on the congregation of the people of Israel.” God was very specific about who could and could not enter the Tabernacle. To do so unauthorized would mean instant death… and so the job of the over-50 crowd was vitally important to the well-being of the entire nation. They were not being marginalized by their new job-description… they were doing something worthwhile. Necessary. Valued.

Age is the great equalizer. We all eventually succumb to how it ravages our bodies as they begin to slow down and wear out. Our roles in life, in our society may change as we get older… but we never really retire!

Each season of life has its challenges, and with that our abilities and limitations may change. But we never are — like my milk powder — expired. No longer able to be used. Worthless. Cast aside.

No matter what season of life you find yourself in now — newly graduated, eager to continue with higher education or start a new job; recently married and figuring out how two lives can mesh with the least amount of conflict; starting your family or adjusting to an empty nest; preparing for retirement and the unknowns that accompany it — remember that you are ALWAYS able to be used! ALWAYS of great worth! NEVER cast aside!

May we also remember that God ALWAYS has something of value for us to do. We never retire — just change jobs. We may need to remind each other from time to time that we have no expiration date from God’s point of view! And as we do that, may we have joy in the journey of this thing called “Life!”

ESV Bible Study Notes: Numbers ↩︎

Tambourine-toting influencer…

Miriam was the big sister. Her younger brothers, Aaron and Moses, were key players in what is referred to as the “Exodus,” an event that took place a LONG time ago..

The children of Israel found themselves in Egypt… as slaves. (How they got there is another story. For another blog.) Moses was tasked with leading the people — 600,000 men and an additional who-knows-exactly-how-many women and children — to the “Promised Land,” a land described as flowing with milk and honey.

The ruler of Egypt at the time kept flip-flopping in giving them permission to leave. As slaves, the Israelites played a vital role in the building of his empire. Losing such a large work force would have serious repercussions for the entire nation. And so God resorted to drastic measures to force the king’s hand in letting the people go.

A series of plagues finally persuaded the king — Pharaoh — to relent. I must admit — the plagues were pretty horrible. First, all the water of the Nile River was turned to blood. Then frogs were found everywhere: in their bedrooms, on their beds, in their ovens and kneading bowls. After that, the dust of the earth turned into gnats, gnats that annoyed both man and animal. And then swarms of flies were everywhere. If I had been Pharaoh, I think I would’ve been having second thoughts by this time!

But no. It kept getting worse. All the livestock of the Egyptians — horses, donkeys, camels, herds, flocks — died. Ironically, the livestock of the Israelites wasn’t touched. Then both man and animal broke out in painful boils. After that, the land was pelted with hail. It struck down everything that was in the field and in all the land of Egypt, affecting both man and animal. The next thing that happened was the land was stripped bare by locusts. Anything that had survived the hail storm was now completely decimated. What gives me the creeps is that the locusts were so thick you couldn’t see the ground… and they were in the houses! Ugh.

By now, don’t you think Pharaoh would’ve thrown up his hands and told the people to skedaddle?!? Nope. Another attempt to change his mind was covering the land with pitch darkness for three days. It was so dark that the Egyptians couldn’t see one another. They didn’t leave their homes during this time. But once again, the people of Israel fared differently: they had light where they lived.

The final plague was death: death of every firstborn in the land of Egypt, from the firstborn of Pharaoh to the firstborn of the servant girl to the firstborn of the cattle. The only way anyone could escape certain death was to paint the two doorposts and the lintel of one’s home with the blood of a freshly killed lamb, a lamb that was perfect, without blemish. A male lamb a year old. Those who adhered to this directive would be “passed over.” The plague would not touch them or their family. (This is where the Jewish Passover feast has its roots.)

And it happened. The worst nightmare anyone could imagine. ALL the firstborn in Egypt — from Pharaoh to the captive in the dungeon to the livestock — died. There was not a single house where someone was not dead — except those with the blood on their doorposts and lintel.

This was the straw that broke Pharaoh’s back.

In a whole series of remarkable events — the most significant being when God literally parted the waters of the Red Sea so the Israelites could walk through on dry ground, whereas Pharaoh and his army got swept away — they were finally free! Four hundred and thirty years of captivity. Four hundred and thirty years of slavery. OVER and DONE WITH!

To say they were happy, overjoyed is an understatement! They were ecstatic! If I had been there, I’m sure I would also have been jumping up and down for joy! Moses and the people, with hearts filled with joy and thanksgiving, sang a song to God recounting all that God had done on their behalf.

And then Moses’ big sister Miriam grabbed a tambourine and led the women in dancing and singing a song about the incredible events they had just witnessed.

I got to thinking about how old Miriam may have been when all this happened… The biblical account says that Moses was 80 and Aaron 83, so she must’ve been around 85 or older.

Hmm…

One of the things I’m increasingly aware of as I grow older is how my capabilities and limitations keep changing as I go through different seasons of life. For example, when our children were toddlers, caring for them left little time for much outside activity. But as they grew, became more independent, and eventually left our home I had more time for outside interests and responsibilities.

Now, a few decades later, I can look back on a myriad of life experiences that have helped me become the woman I am today. I may not have the energy that I had when I was in my 20’s and 30’s, but (hopefully!) I’ve grown in wisdom and character — the intangible “things” that are most important in life.

Which brings me back to Miriam. I want to be a tambourine-toting influencer of people for as long as I live! I don’t want to let age or energy-level or season of life or anything else hinder me from being the type of person who makes a difference in my corner of the world.

Every time I think of being a tambourine-toting influencer a smile creeps upon my face! And I get excited that God isn’t done with me yet! That I can continue loving and serving Him for the rest of my days.

Will you join me in the dance?! And together, we’ll have joy in the journey of this thing called “Life!”

Note: for more details, read Exodus chapters 1-15

Bogged down in details… Me?!?

Aargh. Stuck again. Caught in the quandary of too many things to do, not sure where to start/how to prioritize, needing to make order out of the chaos of my untamed inbox and other projects around the house that have too long been neglected.

Part of my downfall is being a detail person. I think in bullet points, after all! I’m married to a wonderful guy who is detail-oriented as well, but in different ways. For example, our first — and last! — attempt at wallpapering revealed an attention-to-detail side of him that had previously been hidden. I was… well, let’s say, a bit less perfectionistic! For the good of our marriage, we (he!) quickly decided that this task needed to be a one-MAN job. Thankfully, I bowed out… and he painstakingly used a plumb line and level to make sure the job was done well. The end result was superb!

Being a detail-oriented person also means that order, efficiency, and punctuality are high values for me. This is one reason I believe God has a sense of humor: He sent us to two different countries in two totally different parts of the world, countries with completely different languages and cultures, to live the majority of our adult lives where these values are NOT all that important. Seems He has a few lessons for me to learn in this area!

Hmm… Not getting bogged down in the details of life. Not being stuck, unable to move forward. Not feeling overwhelmed. Making order out of chaos.

Earlier this summer I started a daily read-through-the-Bible plan. There are a LOT of details in those early books! And for a person who wants to have everything neat and tidy in one’s mind, it’s sometimes been challenging to keep motivated in my reading. But certain themes keep surfacing. In particular, making order out of chaos.

The very first sentences of the Bible describe how “earth was a soup of nothingness, a bottomless emptiness, an inky blackness.” (Genesis 1:2, the Message) Other translations refer to earth as being “formless and empty,” meaning without order. Chaotic chaos, so to speak. And yet God enters the scene and over the next six days brings order to this chaos.

Another incident that grabbed my attention was when Moses, the man who led the nation of Israel out of their slavery in Egypt, was in the desert with this huge group of people (over 600,000 men — so even more when you count the women and children). One of his tasks was to act as judge when they had disputes. With that many people, you can be sure there were a LOT of disputes! His father-in-law Jethro observed,

What you are doing [Moses] is not good.
You and the people with you
will certainly wear yourselves out,
for the thing is too heavy for you.
You are not able to do it alone.
Exodus 18:17-18

Jethro then advised Moses to find others to help him. The criteria was that they be wise and experienced, trustworthy men who feared God and hated bribes. He then “made them heads over the people, chiefs of thousands, of hundreds, of fifties, and of tens… Any hard case they brought to Moses, but any small matter they decided themselves.” (Exodus 18:25-26)

Order out of chaos. A brilliant plan to organize things so that one person (Moses) had some much-needed respite from leading so many people. A plan in which the character of those helping was crucial to implementing what was necessary.

There are even more examples that keep popping up — and I’m only in the fourth book of the Old Testament (Numbers)! The attention to detail — everything from how to build and outfit a movable Tent of Meeting (think portable church) to who is responsible for its transport to how this horde of people were to pick their campsites to who went first, second, third, etc. when they set off towards the Promised Land — is astounding.

So… what might God be wanting to show me through all this?

He is a God of order! His spoken word caused the formless void to become the heavens and the earth. “God is not a God of confusion and disorder but of peace and order.” (I Corinthians 14:33, Amplified Bible)
Sometimes, to have order in our lives, we need to recognize our own limitations and weaknesses and enlist the help of others.
If God is so specific in how to build something and how to transport it, then how much more is He committed to what may seem like meaningless details in my life!

Yep. I still have the tendency to get bogged down in details, but I’m encouraged by seeing that details CAN be something positive. They can be reminders that I have a Father who can make order out of the chaos of my life. Sometimes it will mean asking for help, admitting I can’t go it alone. Sometimes it will mean being intentional in doing what I can to tame my unruly inbox, for example. Like hitting the “unsubscribe” button and answering emails in a more timely manner. Sometimes — often! — it will mean laying aside my bent towards punctuality and enjoying the go-with-the-flow culture in which we live. And not getting bent out of shape when something/someone isn’t very efficient. As I do these things, I’m pretty sure it will enhance my ability to have joy in the journey of this thing called “Life.” I hope you’ll join me!

Do you need an Aaron or Hur today???

There’s an interesting battle scene in the Bible. To give some background…

An old man — the one credited with leading the nation of Israel out of their slavery in Egypt — has faced numerous challenges with those in his charge. There are quite a few of them — 600,000 men and an additional who-knows-exactly-how-many women and children! They had already seen some incredible things happen, like when God literally parted the Red Sea so that they could walk through on the dry riverbed — and then as those same waters flowed back, obliterating their pursuers.

This huge entourage then started walking through rough, desert terrain. For three days they couldn’t find any water, which is a HUGE problem in a desert, especially with so many people! Finally, they found some water — but it was bitter and so unable to be drunk. The people grumbled. In all honesty, I think I would have, too! Their leader cried out to God — and then another unlikely, incredible thing happened: he took a piece of wood, threw it into the water, and the water became sweet and able to be drunk!

Less than two weeks later they had another grumbling session, this time about the food (or lack thereof). They reminisced that life had been better before. “If only we had died by the Lord’s hand in Egypt!” they complained. “There we sat around pots of meat and ate all the food we wanted, but you [addressing their leader Moses and his sidekick Aaron] have brought us out into this desert to starve this entire assembly to death.”

Once again, God provided for their needs in a most unusual, unique way: every day, for the next forty years, they would have sufficient nourishment. But only enough for one day at a time. If they tried to hoard their allotment it would be full of maggots and stink the following day. Yuck.

After this, they had yet another setback: no water… again! They grumbled, quarreled with their leaders, and asked, “Why did you bring us out of Egypt to make us and our children and livestock die of thirst?” This time, their leader Moses took the very same staff that he had used previously when parting the waters of the Red Sea and hit a rock, which then gushed forth water.

The next challenge they faced was being attacked by a hostile nation. Oh, brother. As if their journey to what was called “the Promised Land” hadn’t already been difficult! This brings us to the interesting battle scene mentioned at the beginning… the leader (Moses) went to the top of a hill with his brother Aaron and Hur (someone we don’t know a whole lot about). Moses held the staff (yep, same one) in his hands, and as long as his hands were UP, the Israelites were winning. But whenever he LOWERED his hands, the enemy was winning. When Moses’ hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him so that he could sit down. Then, Aaron and Hur — one on one side of Moses and the other on the other — held his hands up. The result was that his hands remained steady until sunset. And the Israelites won the battle.

Hmm… I don’t know about you, but I’ve never been in that kind of battle. However, there have been times when the challenges and pressures of life have been intense. Overwhelming. Times of feeling unsure of what to do next, how to respond to a problem, how to deal with a comment or criticism, how to not give up when everything looks hopeless.

It’s at times like this that I — we! — need an Aaron or Hur. Someone to be there with us in whatever we’re facing. Someone who may not even say anything, but just by their presence communicates a steadiness, strength that we desperately need. Someone who lifts us up so that we don’t grow weary or give up.

In addition, those in the thick of the battle are unable to see the big picture. They don’t have the vantage point of being up on the hill, so to speak (like Moses, Aaron, and Hur). God wisely instructed Moses to write on a scroll what had happened — ESPECIALLY for Joshua, who was the one on the ground waging the battle. He wanted to make sure Joshua knew and remembered what had happened that day.

That’s another reason we need one another… to remember the victories, the lessons learned, and yes, even the challenges themselves. The good, the bad, and the ugly are the very things God uses — IS USING — in our lives to make us the people we are today and will be tomorrow.

Do you need an Aaron or Hur today? Or could you be that for someone else? As we become more attentive to others in our spheres of influence, more attentive to what is happening in and around us, may that be the catalyst that enables us to have joy in the journey of this things called “Life!”

* You can read more about this story in the Old Testament of the Bible, the book of Exodus, chapters 13-17.

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