The sound of the priest’s footsteps broke his thoughts. His moment of truth was marching up behind him. He closed his eyes hard and breathed deep one last time. He was ready to instruct the priests to walk right into the unstable Jordan River. And knowing he couldn’t do this feat in his own strength, he said one last prayer to the true and living God; “I’m ready Lord. Let’s do this.” (Click here to read Crossing The Jordan Part 1)
Joshua turned to face the priests carrying the ark. As commanded, the Israelites had followed at a distance of two thousand cubits (about 3,000 feet). When the Israelites saw the ark pass by their campsite, a signal for their advance, they joined the procession, one after the other. The priests stopped at a distance from Joshua who was still at the River’s side. The priest that carried the pole looping through the back part of the ark, glanced at the wild, Jordan River. A thought flashed through his mind; I’m glad I’m not the first one to place my foot in that violent water. Before the last word came the forefront of his mind, he immediately repented. YHWH, please forgive me—oh, my faltering faith. I know that You can do all things. He no longer allowed himself to look at the river. He affixed his eyes to the mercy seat of God.
The priest holding the pole that looped through the front of the ark shouted out, “Joshua! What does the Lord our God say?”
Joshua stood erect with confident shoulders. The words of God lingered in his mind; “Today I will begin to exalt you in the eyes of all Israel, so they may know that I am with you as I was with Moses.”
Not certain Joshua heard him, the priest shouted again, “Joshua?!”
Joshua’s deep and confident voice replied, “To those who carry the ark of the covenant this is what the Lord our God says; ‘When you reach the edge of the Jordan’s waters, go and stand in the river.’”
Joshua walked upstream so there was ample distance for the holy ark to pass by him. The priests marched forward with great expectancy. They knew their God and He did great things! The priest with faltering faith, kept his focus on the mercy seat of God.
As the two front carriers reached the earth’s edge, they simultaneously stepped into the Jordan River with all their might. Either the water would part as they plunged forward in the river, or they would be swept downstream.
Joshua’s chest expanded larger than he thought possible as he took in a voluminous breath. He didn’t look away. He looked directly at the ravenous, untamable river.
To be continued~