Well, here we go again! We are going to be swept back in time to the banks of the swollen Jordon. The immense multitude of Israelite's have marched solemnly across although I am sure more than one boy may have picked up a stone to fling at the mighty wall of water. Fearful, tearful faces have lined the walls of the proud city of Jericho wondering, and worrying what ever is going on. Now let us get back to Rehab's viewpoint. If you are confused as to what this is all about, go back a page or two and that will help.
The spies safely returned to their own people, and Rehab made haste to tell all her relatives that they would be protected when the enemy attacked if they would find shelter in her apartment.
Late one morning Rehab reached out and wrapped her fingers around the scarlet cord she had lowered from her window. Feeling the roughness against the palm of her hand gave her a measure of security.
As Rehab stroked the scratchy fiber she thought of how the Mighty waters of the Jordon had parted earlier
that month. Twas the season the waters would be normally flooding its banks, and she watched in breathless awe as the Children of Israel walked across on dry ground.
Rehab's little niece tugged at her sleeve and gazed fearfully up at her.
"I don't know, honey, but come see what they are doing."
"Why are they marching 'round and round the city, auntie?"
"I don't know. I guess their God wants them to."
"Will He keep us safe if we stay in here?"
"Yes, He will keep us safe." As long as we stay with the people of God He will keep us safe. The end
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