Rahab and her family jostled to view the soldiers marching around their city. She counted seven men blowing trumpets, otherwise, no one spoke. Her spine tingled when a couple of the soldiers eyed the red cord hanging from her window.
When would they attack? What were they waiting for?
For six days, the men came, circled the city, and returned to camp. The seventh day began like the previous six, but this time they continued to circle—two, three…seven times. When would they strike? Suddenly, loud trumpets and thunderous shouts made Rahab jump. Her walls shook. Neighbors screamed. Dust stung her nose and eyes. What was happening? How could the spies save her if she lay buried under Jericho’s walls?Continue Reading
