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Read Joshua 6:6-20
“So the people shouted when the priests blew with the trumpets: and it came to pass, when the people heard the sound of the trumpet, and the people shouted with a great shout, that the wall fell down flat, so that the people went up into the city, every man straight before him, and they took the city” (v. 20).
It can be easy to look at familiar Bible stories with the end already in mind. We learned about the march around Jericho back in Sunday school, and we watched the cardboard-block wall tumble.
So I have to ask myself the question—if I had been among the Israelites marching around the city on the seventh day, how loud would I have shouted? Maybe I would have waited until others started before I opened my mouth; maybe I would have matched my “hurrah” with the person’s next to me; maybe I would have only pumped my fist about halfway in the air, just in case. I know what I should have done. If I were a part of that multitude, I should have shouted as if the God I served were all-powerful, as if He were fighting for us, as if He were giving us the victory.
On that seventh day, after that seventh trek around the city, those nomadic descendants of ex-slaves “shouted with a great shout.” But how could they be so sure? Was there a brief moment, while their shout still echoed in the silence, that they wondered whether God was going to come through? They were walking in obedience to a God who had promised them the victory; they added that little mustard seed to an otherwise certain defeat, and the walls of their impossibility came crashing down (ASE)
“Faith . . . laughs at the impossibilities, and cries, ‘It shall be done’ ” (Charles Wesley).

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Read James 1:1-3
“My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations” (v. 2).
During the time we were going through the difficulty, I did not think of it as a tribulation, but looking back on it I believe it was. We had experienced the birth of our second child and a few days later my wife had gall bladder surgery. She recovered rapidly and returned home only to begin experiencing pain in her stomach. A trip to the doctor resulted in her return to the hospital and exploratory surgery. A severe infection had developed in her stomach cavity. She lingered near death for two weeks before beginning to recover. After three weeks in the hospital, she was allowed to return home for weeks of bed rest.
We had only become Christians a few weeks before all of these things developed. I cannot say that we counted it joy to be going through those things, but apparently we displayed a true Christian attitude while enduring those weeks. Following these experiences, we encountered people who had visited us during those difficult days, and they expressed that they had come to encourage us but went away encouraged.
The joy of that period of our lives was that we experienced the mercy of God and His undergirding strength which resulted in our being able to be a blessing to others. (Larry DeOrnellis)
A true attitude in affliction is possible as we have joy in the midst of our difficulties because we realize God counted us worthy to be tested.
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Read Acts 20:13-27
“For I have not shunned to declare unto you all the counsel of God” (v. 27).
The hospital called me asking for my help because a woman was told she had not long to live, and she wanted someone to be with her. When I entered the room I saw a very small emaciated woman, whom I later learned was eighty-seven years old and weighed eighty-six pounds. Ruth was scared. My concern was her soul, and I wasted no time in inquiring about her relationship with the Lord. She assured me that she was trusting Christ for salvation, but her fear stemmed from the thought of being alone at the hour of death. I promised Ruth as I sat on her bed that I would stay until family members had time to arrive.
There is a lesson in that narrative just as today’s passage suggests. The message of the gospel is best delivered by someone with skin. Paul taught publicly and went from house to house. He was there. He could be seen. His touch could be felt. His voice could be heard at close range.
We should be thankful for mass mailing, blogs, email, and texting, but nothing will replace human presence — the touch of the hand, the arm around the shoulder, or the embrace. Most of us who have come to Christ came because of a personal encounter with a real, live, caring human. The gospel without arms, legs, and voice is not nearly as effective as the gospel preached in person. (Lonnie Witt)
The depth of our commitment to the proclamation of the gospel can be demonstrated by just how much direct effort we put into its declaration.
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