Two Old Guys and a Promise

Joshua 14

Joshua and Caleb are my heroes. They made good solid choices. As I mentioned yesterday they chose to follow God and His leader Moses. When God spoke they believed Him without flinching. Sent out with ten other leaders they scouted the land. However, when the scuttlebutt came back negative they didn't fall in with the rest. Even though those others were chosen men, Joshua and Caleb weren't swayed. God had said that He would be with them and that the battle was already won.

In my reading this morning, the conquest terminated, Caleb had a question. It went something like this, “You remember what Moses told me forty-five years ago when I was a mere forty years old? He promised me some land. I want it now. Please give me that mountain. The one where Anakim’s sons live. You remember them, right? Those “giants” that tripped up our Promised Land entry back then.”

So Joshua said, “Hold on there brother! You are way too old for that type of a mission. Good Night, you are EIGHTY FIVE stinking years old. You have got to be crazy. Let your sons take that hill. You take it easy!”

Oh, wait. He didn't say that. He said something like, “GOD bless you son! You go gettem brother!”

Father make me like Joshua and Caleb! Today!

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