The children of Israel are getting restless. They’ve waited 40 years for this—this entering the land of milk and honey. They are ready to cross the Jordan: to go, to fight, to settle, and to rest.
As you are, boys. Ready for college. My prayer for you has one more letter as I listen to Moses speak.
G, for Go.
R, for Remember.
O, for Obey.
And now W, for Worship.
Josh, when you were a small boy, you sometimes put yourself in time-out by sitting on the stairs when you felt it was deserved. When I would discover you sitting there and beckon you to get up, you would respond politely, “Thank you,” and tumble off to play.
And Ryan, when you turned five, I observed, “Ryan, you have been so good lately.” You responded, “Well, Mom, the day I turned five, I thought, ‘I can either be bad or good’, and I have decided to be good.”