So when the people broke camp to cross the Jordan, the priests carrying the ark of the covenant went ahead of them.

Now the Jordan is at flood stage all during harvest. Yet as soon as the priests who carried the ark reached the Jordan and their feet touched the water’s edge, the water from upstream stopped flowing.

It piled up in a heap a great distance away, at a town called Adam in the vicinity of Zarethan, while the water flowing down to the Sea of the Arabah (that is, the Dead Sea) was completely cut off.

So the people crossed over opposite Jericho.

The priests who carried the ark of the covenant of the Lord stopped in the middle of the Jordan and stood on dry ground, while all Israel passed by until the whole nation had completed the crossing on dry ground.

‭‭Joshua‬ ‭3‬:‭14‬-‭17‬ ‭NIV‬‬

They all knew they were to cross the river, yet none knew it would happen in the same way as their Red Sea crossing out of Egypt.

I think we all long to be part of a grand miracle only God could craft. And twice in a lifetime? What a faith-builder!

But blessed is he who has not seen, yet believes.—John 20:29

Today, most of us rely on a spiritual diet consisting of God’s promises and daily provisions we rarely view through a miraculous lens. At least not water-parting miraculous.

But the fact that a perfect creator would seek out and redeem an imperfect creation is kinda miraculous in itself. And that his only condition for the gift of eternal life is to believe it to be true and to act that belief out in our lives is also a bit of a miracle to say the very least.

So until the actual seas part ahead of your journey, humble yourself.

Reframe coincidences, outcomes of your prayers, and rescues against all odds as personal evidences of the living God in your actual life and boldly cross over to the other side on dry land and into your promised land.