Achan, oh Achan. How do you go from infancy to adulthood, seeing every moment of Isareal's burgeoning history, every moment of obedience that was rewarded and every moment of disobedience punished, in strikingly public arenas and come to Jericho with instructions from God that in no way lacked any clarity and reach the conclusion that a robe, a bar of gold, and some silver coins were worth risking death?
And how about the manner in which he was discovered...can you imagine Achan trying to not be conspicuous? "Hey, who do you think it's going to be?" and he knows it's him! What was it like when his tribe was identified, then his clan, then his family...uh oh! And then, him. One person out of millions...we cannot hide from a sovereign gaze.
The moment of the narrative that spoke to me most however was the silver being buried deeper than the rest. He was actually preparing for a later moment of deception. That if something was found, he would confess the first layer. Remember, he says that the silver was buried deeper than the rest. We all have a tendency to only confess just enough to assuage the suspicion of the person bringing accountability to us. I think it also confronts us in the manner in which we respond to God's rule over our lives. We yield in layers when the fullness of life He longs for us to posses, the truest of treasures, can only be held when we give Him every strata of our humanity.
Confess generously, yield completely, live fully!
Pastor Fred
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