This morning, during my devotions and reading of Israel's encounter with Jericho, the thought struck me: daily I am encountering some sort of "Jericho".
Am I compassing the city by faith, or am I, as Achen, one prone to secretly apporpriate what seems to be a treasure, only to hide it in my tent?
How much easier, seemingly, is it to walk by sight versus faith?
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