It was a hot afternoon in ancient Bethel.
A man came running from the city of Bethel, a small speck on the horizon. He ran towards a group of men hidden in the bushes. They looked at him anxiously. "Quick! What news have you got?"
The man was sweating. He was still catching his breath. He took a seat and asked for some water. Then he briefly reported his findings. "The city is well fortified. I observed it from within, and it was peaceful. There was no garrison, but still ... the walls are without weakness."
The men of ancient Judah had been despatched to attack a city called Bethel. Their scout had gone ahead to gather intelligence. But the news did not sound good. The city seemed invulnerable to attacks. It would be difficult trying to attack Bethel.
The commander of the small army of Judah was not intimidated. God would help him.