Five Daughters, One Voice: What Jehovah Saw Part III

[Timl1980]

*I am back to posting each part separately, at least for now. I hope you enjoy Part 3, and if you missed Part 2, you can find it under the comments section of Part 1. Thank you for reading and I really hope you enjoy it!

 

I'm SO sorry everyone, that's not the right one. I had two separate storylines going, here's the correct part 3: 

 

 

 

Part III — The Assembly

 

 

 

Research Note: The daughters stood before Moses, Eleazar the priest, the tribal chieftains, and the entire congregation at the Tent of Meeting. Their request was bold, public, and unprecedented. Moses did not answer immediately...he brought their case before Jehovah. And Jehovah responded with clarity and justice (Numbers 27:5–11).

 

 

 

They didn’t come with swords. They came with scrolls, memory, and reverence. And Jehovah listened. 

 

 

 

The Tent of Meeting loomed ahead, its curtains swaying in the desert wind.

 

 

 

The camp had gathered.

 

 

 

Word had spread.

 

 

 

Five daughters were going to speak.

 

 

 

Some came to watch.

 

 

 

Some came to scoff.

 

 

 

A few came to see if Jehovah would answer.

 

 

 

Inside, Moses sat with Eleazar the priest and the tribal chieftains. The air was thick with expectation...like the hush before a storm, or the stillness before a birth.

 

 

 

The daughters entered.

 

 

 

Mahlah spoke first. Her voice was steady, but her hands trembled. “Our father died in the wilderness. He was not among those who rebelled with Korah. He died for his own sin. And he had no sons.”

 

 

 

Noah stepped forward. “Why should his name be erased from among his brothers just because he had daughters?” Her eyes scanned the faces before her...some curious, some cold.

 

 

 

Hoglah’s voice was firm. “Give us a possession among our father’s brothers.” She did not flinch.

 

 

 

Milcah held up the scroll. “His name is here. His faith is here. Let his inheritance remain.” Her fingers gripped the parchment like it was a lifeline.

 

 

 

Tirzah whispered, “Please.” Her voice was barely audible, but it carried.

 

 

 

Moses stood. “I will inquire of Jehovah.”

 

 

 

He stepped behind the veil.

 

 

 

The sisters waited. They saw light—soft, pulsing, not from fire or sun. A voice echoed faintly. Not Moses. Not human.

 

 

 

They could not make out the words. But they felt the weight of them.

 

 

 

Then Moses returned. His face was changed.

 

 

 

“Jehovah has spoken,” he said.

 

 

 

“He says: The daughters of Zelophehad speak what is right.”

 

 

 

Gasps rippled through the tent.

 

 

 

“You shall receive a possession among your father’s brothers. And this shall be law for all generations: If a man dies without a son, his inheritance shall pass to his daughter.”

 

 

 

The Tent erupted.

 

 

 

Some praised Jehovah’s justice. Others grumbled about tradition.

 

 

 

But the daughters stood firm.

 

 

 

Jehovah had not just answered them. He had written their courage into the fabric of Israel’s future.

 

 

 

And the law, once silent, now bore the echo of five faithful voices.

Edited 23 hours ago by Timl1980

[HappyDumpling]

Truly enjoyed this 3 part story! Hope more will come... 

[Timl1980]

5 hours ago, HappyDumpling said:

Truly enjoyed this 3 part story! Hope more will come... 

Thank you for reading, and yes...there are two more parts coming!