This question came from our daughter at five years old.
“Mama, who will I marry?”
I didn’t have a very good answer the first time, but twenty-five years later HER son asked me the SAME question when HE was five years old: “Grammy, who will I marry?
The Hebrews began to break camp and line up. Very precisely. Very deliberately.
Very organized like. It was obvious they were headed for the edge of the flooded Jordan River. And I am lying there shaking my head. Asking myself, "What is this all about? Can they not see there is no possible way for them to cross?