120 The Levites (Num 3)

There was a time not too far in the past, when white was the only colour I needed.
I could see white clearly.
All the time.
Even if the small amount of white I was looking for, was one spot in a myriad of other spots.
It could even be moving fast, flowing even, and I could still see it.
Clearly.
Now, I find myself struggling to pick it up.
Even on a sunny day.
From 10 metres or so, I'm ok.
15 to 20 and it's hard if there are too many other bits of white.
At this stage any further distance is irrelevant for me.
I find myself trying reds and yellows in an effort to cope.
Fluorescent greens and oranges.
And now and then, as a last resort *gasps* PINK.
I have a drawer full of neer hair, float vis, and poly yarn to support this.
And of course if you don't fly fish, you'll have no idea what I mean.
But that's ok.
I comfort myself in the fact that you care anyway.
Thank you.

Numbers 3
So, a whole chapter dedicated to those who gave service to the tabernacle.
The Levites.
A quick reminder about Aaron's sons who died doing the wrong thing.
Maybe the first instance of the warning "Don't play with fire."
On the positive side, his two remaining sons continued to minister for the rest of their lives under the watchful eyes of their father.
They learned from their older brothers mistakes and took their role seriously.
They also learned from and respected their father.
Aaron, having lost two sons, made sure he lost no more.
His tutoring and direction ensured this.

The distribution of the jobs required to maintain the tabernacle and the sanctuary.
The cleaning.
The carrying.
The guarding.
It's interesting to have a people set apart within a people set apart.
Israel were God's nation.
Instructed to be be different and to remain apart from their neighbours and other nations.
By appearance and by actions.
The Levites were dedicated to the serving of God and His place of meeting.
The joyous roles of cleaning and carrying heavy stuff.
Precious heavy stuff.
Precious dirty stuff.
Someone needed to do it.
Someone always does.