33So they set out on a three-day journey from the mountain of the LORD, with the ark of the covenant of the LORD traveling ahead of them for those three days to seek a resting place for them. 34And the cloud of the LORD was over them by day when they set out from the camp.
35Whenever the ark set out, Moses would say,
“Rise up, O LORD!
May Your enemies be scattered;
may those who hate You flee before You.”
36And when it came to rest, he would say:
“Return, O LORD,
to the countless thousands of Israel.”
How many thousands? Numbers 26 states 601,730 armed men for war! Plus women and children the estimates run as high as 2.5 million Israelites! Let that number sink in when you read the following quote!
The March!
“Yet, before they began the march, before the standard of Judah was uplifted, and that tribe began to take up its tents to lead the van, the silver trumpet was always blown in the front. It was heard through the entire encampment—the silver trumpet, which seemed to say, “Arise! Depart!—this is not your rest. Your God has removed, and you must follow.”
Then Moses himself came forward, and stretching out his hands, he cried, “Arise, O God, and let your enemies be scattered; and let them that hate you flee before you.” When this was done, on marched the mighty host, and when they came to their halting place again, and the trumpet sounded for the rest of eventide, up came the king in Jeshurun, the prophet of Horeb, and lifting up his hands, again he cried, “Return unto your rest and unto the many thousands of Israel,” and the pillar rested over the top of the great encampment, and gave them a bright and flaming light by night, even as it gave them a glorious covering and protection by day.” (CH Spurgeon)
“Even so has it been with the church of God in all ages. Her march has been that of one who is fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners. Let but her silvery trumpet sound, and the echo shakes the vaults of hell. Let but her warriors unsheathe their sword, and their enemies fly before them like thin clouds before a Biscay gale. Her path is the pathway of a conqueror, her march has been a procession of triumph. Wherever she has put her foot, the Lord has given her that land to be her heritage forever and ever, and as it was in the beginning, it is now and ever shall be till this world shall end. Amen.” (CH Spurgeon)
Has God ever asked you to march? Blessings
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