A moonlit night this week.
On Friday I read Joshua 6. The new generation of Israelites have just been circumcised. The manna has stopped. They are called to defeat Jericho. They’re raring to go, and are told to march around the walls of the city. And don’t say anything. And do it again on the next day. And the next. Wha?
It just dawned on me in this reading that there must have been at least some people of God that thought this was ludicrous. How difficult it must have been to submit to a newly appointed leader, especially when he told you to defeat the enemy in this fashion. Those folks would have needed some major faith and obedience, because this plan don’t make no sense.
It resonated with me more significantly this time through because of my sweet foster baby, and how I have to constantly give my perfect plan up to God. And then I find myself doubting even MY perfect plan. Placement with a grandma she has never met? Terrifying. Placement with us, and raising another girl while I am parenting 3 other teens? Sorry, I must admit: terrifying.
But how good it is to be reminded that like the Israelites entering the Promised Land, God is going before this little one, and fighting for her justice and mercy, even though I don’t know what the heck is going on.
After Joshua, the next chapter in my M’Cheyne Bible Reading Plan was Psalm 139.
” O Lord, you have searched me and known me!
2 You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
you discern my thoughts from afar.
3 You search out my path and my lying down
and are acquainted with all my ways.
4 Even before a word is on my tongue,
behold, O Lord, you know it altogether.
5 You hem me in, behind and before,
and lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
it is high; I cannot attain it.
7 Where shall I go from your Spirit?
Or where shall I flee from your presence?
8 If I ascend to heaven, you are there!
If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!
9 If I take the wings of the morning
and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10 even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right hand shall hold me.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light about me be night,”
12 even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is bright as the day,
for darkness is as light with you.
13 For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 If I would count them, they are more than the sand.
I awake, and I am still with you.”
Psalm 139: 1-18
God knows the struggles I am having, and even more, he has knit our foster baby in her mother’s womb, and his works are wonderful. He’s got this. What a relief!
Sometimes it can be so difficult to hear God, so I am glad we can hear him speak to us through his word. Even through verses we’ve heard a thousand times before.
For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.