(Joshua 4-6, Luke 2:1-24)
For the priests bearing the ark stood in the midst of the Jordan until everything was finished that the Lord commanded Joshua to tell the people… (Joshua 4:10)
There is prayer… and then there is prayer! I wonder what has happened to the lost art, the lost occupation, of priestliness? I think we cannot understand the New Testament offices and mantles without laying hold of what it means to stand before the Lord as His minister.
The priests were the first ones to set their feet on the dry river bed called Jordan. They stood there, carrying the full weight of the ark, carrying on their shoulders… the very weight of God. They were the first to cross into the promise. And then they waited for an entire nation to cross into their inheritance. They waited. And they waited, until every single person had crossed from promise into fulfillment.
When “everything was finished,” and only then, did they begin to make their ascent. There is prayer, and then there is prayer. O that we would recover the lost art of priestly intercession. O that we would learn how to pray and stand until the thing is done. That we would stand until our proclamation is like our Jesus, who cried out. “It is finished!”