The recent talk series at our church has taken my thoughts back to the book of Numbers with the Israelites wandering in the wilderness and the land of Canaan promised to them. I find myself in awe as the story unfolds in Chapter 13 when Moses, as directed by the Lord, sent twelve men to spy on the land of Canaan. These were not just ordinary men, nor were they chosen at random but each a leader representing the twelve ancestral tribes of Israel. The men went out to see what the land was like as instructed by Moses and were gone for 40 days. Upon their return they stood before Moses, Aaron and the whole community to report what they saw and the fruit the land bore. They did testify to the truth that it was indeed a land flowing with milk and honey, bountiful and bore much fruit…….BUT the people were too powerful, their towns large and fortified and there were giants in the midst.
It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. This season of life has come with much busyness to the many hats worn as mom and wife. The words and lessons come but as soon as I sit to type them, they are lost in the abyss of frazzled brain matter. That is until recently.