(Click here for a video of John reading this Catch.)

Imagine you are a Midianite guard assigned to midnight watch. The camp of 135,000 fierce warriors is quiet, campfires are burning low — some are down to the embers. You have to slap yourself awake every so often, and you are wishing you hadn’t stayed up for that marathon card game the night before, even though you won a good deal of money.
There are hills all around this camp making any approaching army visible especially since they would need torches to see on this dark, overcast, moonless night. You keep checking the hills, and nothing.













