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We love dreamers and visionaries.  We love the people who never, ever, ever give up but persevere and in spite of all the obstacles manage to turn that dream into reality.  There could not be a better time in history for people like this.  Dream. Run with it. Make it happen.

But, in the words of the poet Langston Hughes, what happens to a dream that languishes for decades?

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

Those words reminded me of the stillborn dream of Caleb in the Old Testament. I cannot imagine a better example of an ambitious and determined dreamer.

Most often we think of Caleb as one of the 12 spies who secretly explored Canaan and returned with the report that it was an exceedingly good land, and with God’s protection, there was no reason not to take it in spite of the giants.

However, out of fear (and as a result of 10 other spies filing a false report), the people demanded new leadership that would take them back to what was familiar. And then worse, they voted unanimously to stone Joshua and Caleb to death.

How does Caleb react to the rejection of his report? Does he strike off on his own and wash his hands of Israel? Does he become a burr under the saddle and a cynical critic constantly reminding them of their failure to risk? Does he stir up a revolution?

God said Caleb “has a different spirit and has followed me fully…”

It’s easy to skip ahead 45 years and see Caleb as the old man of 85 who has never forgotten the dream of taking down giants. Waiting until everyone else has been assigned their land, Caleb reminds Joshua of the promise of Hebron to his family: “I am still as strong today as I was in the day Moses sent me; my strength now is as my strength was then.”

These are the images we most often have of Caleb. First, the young spy and then the old man as a giant killer. But for me, the characteristic of Caleb I most admire is illustrated by the distance between those two events: Forty-five years.

His life is one of unyielding fidelity – the essence of his different spirit and what it meant to follow fully. Caleb is faithful not only to God but also to unfaithful people.

He wanders with the Israelites for the better part of his life in total obscurity, and he is never mentioned again for the 40 years they are in the wilderness. He fights their battles and puts up with their complaints, their grumbling, their cowardice, their rebellions, and faithlessness. Caleb watches a whole generation needlessly die from disease, mass catastrophe, and monumental losses. But he stays. He shares their punishment. He is always faithful.

To be faithful is often a long time wandering with fearful, angry and unpleasant people who would rather see you dead – but you do it anyway. In a way, Caleb’s sentence is worse than theirs because the Israelites deserved it. He lived with the dream of one-day killing giants while they lived the rest of their lives content with failure and longing for what used to be.

Nobody stays with such losers – but Caleb did. Nobody sacrifices their future for this, but Caleb did because he had a different spirit. It was a spirit that enabled him not only to be unafraid of the consequences of telling the truth or having the courage to ask for the hardest assignments. It was the spirit that allowed him the freedom from the fear of wasting his life on undeserving people. For me, that is what is most remarkable about him.

Is this right for everyone to stay and defer the dream? No. Caleb is not an example for many.  These people are rare and few are called to it.

Still, there are times in life when the dream is deferred but we do our duty – and we wait. Not in resentment, bitterness, and regret but in knowing what lies ahead. I have found that fear is usually the reason we choose not to wait on God. Not fear of giants or critics but the fear of wasting our lives.

For some, the real battle is not in telling the truth or conquering giants but in staying faithful in the wilderness, staying focused for decades on “the land is good and the Lord is with us.” Caleb didn’t forget his dream or give it up. He lived a true life of fidelity.

 

 

 

 

 

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    Jonathan Shibley
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    Thank you. This is excellent and such an encouragement.

    • Fred Smith
      Fred Smith
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      Thank you, Jonathan.

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    Tim Winn
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    You say, “It was the spirit that allowed him the freedom from the fear of wasting his life on undeserving people.” Isn’t each one of us “undeserving”?

    • Fred Smith
      Fred Smith
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      Yes, we are. However, I think the Israelites in the wilderness must have taken it to another level! I’m not saying there are some who are not undeserving – only that Caleb’s character and patience were extraordinary.

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    Mark Berner
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    Dear Fred,

    This is a terrific reflection on Caleb. It put me in mind of Nietzsche’s definition of faith: ‘the long obedience in the same direction.”

    Caleb’s faithfulness is very hard for Americans Christians to emulate (me included), because like the culture we inhabit we demand instant gratification or, God help us, “metrics” by which to analyze the effectiveness of what we are doing or where our money is going. And we wonder why we die in the desert…

    Mark

    • Fred Smith
      Fred Smith
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      Mark – There have been several articles recently on how generosity makes one happy – neurological proof for the benefits of giving. I wonder what happens when we stop chasing happiness or fulfillment or, worse, significance. For me, I keep reading General MacArthur’s final speech at West Point and thinking he was on to something! I do’t want to be Eeyore or a grinch but I do wonder if there is a time when we persevere even when happiness eludes us. http://www.nationalcenter.org/MacArthurFarewell.html

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    Becky B., DAI
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    Thank you Fred for the encouragement today.

    • Fred Smith
      Fred Smith
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      Becky, thank you!

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    Claire Adare
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    This spoke to me on so many levels as a 71 yr. old woman and encouraged my heart. Thank you for the link to General MacArthur’s speech as I have a grandson who is working towards going to Annapolis and a husband who is buried in Arlington. Thank you for the insight you’ve given me into Caleb’s life this morning.

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