“And the LORD said unto Joshua, ‘Fear them not, for I have delivered them into thine hand. There shall not a man of them stand before thee.’” Joshua 10:8 KJV
He found the President holding some strings and a frown on his face. Yes, being a Nazarite sounds like a real fun time, especially if you have no say in the matter. So you might see why our Bible character had just a little bit of an attitude. I had an old tough boss.
“Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Then said I, Here am I; send me.” Isaiah 6:8 KJV
He suggested that this young Virginian, Thomas Jefferson, be on that committee of five. But who else should be on that committee? It would probably be impossible for the Bible to mention all the characters that made a story happen. We basically know nothing about Alon, except for the fact he will play a very minor role in our story. It was my first summer as a plumber’s helper.
“They which builded on the wall, and they that bare burdens, with those that laded, every one with one of his hands wrought in the work, and with the other hand held a weapon.” Nehemiah 4:17 KJV
When the mail stopped running this President took matters in his own hands. He probably had no idea that his story would one day be in the Bible. He barked out his commands to me. I was to take the fittings one by one and move them to the trailer’s new location.
“Waters flowed over mine head; then I said, I am cut off.” Lamentations 3:54 KJV
They couldn’t wait to do battle and finish off those pesky revolutionaries. But all that could wait. It was Christmas Eve and it was time to party. And party they did. I threw the tools out of my plastic bucket and put that bucket under the pipe to catch what water I could. The people grew tired of his holier-than-thou attitude. So they threw him in a well that had dried up.
I just want some of that passion juice. The spark that started their relationship was remembered at its end. One of the problems with the defense of never being burnt by passion again is that you spend so much time defending against the hurt and you just might miss out on the things that make happiness happen.
Every once in a while the path of our presidential history takes the rough and tumble gravel road. Somehow the trees clear and the path opens to a vision of an unseen pathway. Out steps a creature whose unpolished boots are well worn and his hands are callous. There is dirt under his fingernails and his life is full of trials.
