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Previously on the Chosen People.
Caleb
Your own eyes have seen everything the Lord your God has done to these two Amorite kings. The Lord will do the same to all the kingdoms you are about to enter. Do not be afraid of them. For the Lord your God fights for you. Now tell me, do you believe it?
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How much longer until we take the promised land? Are we ready? Am I ready? Are they ready to take up the land they've been promised? Will any of us ever truly be ready?
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Joshua could not deny the lingering doubts lurking in the corners of his heart and in the pit of his stomach. He carefully selected one of them and quietly confessed it to his friend.
Salman
No, there's definitely pressure. A mountain's worth of pressure is on your shoulders, my friend. I don't envy you. But such was the weight of Abraham when he ventured from his father's home. Such was the weight of Jacob when he wrestled with his destiny. To be chosen is to choose. So let me we ask you, Joshua. God chose you. Moses chose you. But what will you choose,
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Joshua, my appointed leader. Moses, my servant, is dead. Now you and all the people will prepare to cross over the Jordan to the land I am giving you. Look up, Joshua. See the land before you. Across the river, Joshua obeyed the Lord,
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tears still brimming as he blinked them away to see the land before him. The rising sun cascaded over the plains, revealing the lush vegetation and distant palm trees.
God/Voice of God
I have given you every place where the sole of your foot will tread. Just as I promised Moses. No one will stand against you as long as you live. I will be with you just as I was with Moses. I will not leave you nor abandon you.
Joshua
For all of you, for all of Israel. Will you honor the promise you've made before our God? Will you love him, obey him and remain faithful to him always?
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The crowd shouted in the affirmative.
Joshua
Then you are ready, for our God is with us. Do not be afraid. Do not be discouraged. I tell you again, the Lord, our God, is with us. Remember above all, be strong and courageous.
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fear seized the city of Jericho like hands closing around a neck. Everywhere she went, Rahab heard worried whispers and rebellious rumors. The city would fall to the Israelites, she was sure of it. It was just a matter of when and how long it would take for Israel to starve them out. Behind the city walls of Jericho, Rahab had heard the curious stories of their God. How he performed miracles and them victories against impossible odds. The God who offered hope to the hopeless and rescued his people. A God of mercy and kindness none of Jericho's gods could compare, not from what she had seen in her hard and often tragic life. They had abandoned her long ago, and she had grown disillusioned by the greed and corruption of her city, yearning to break free, free from this forsaken life for something more, for hope. Rahab did not intend to die with Jericho, she was a survivor and always had been. And so she decided. She decided, standing there in the building she owned, evidence of the hard won living she had scratched out in this wretched city, a prison of her own making, that she would commit herself to this God of hope, this God of Israel. Knowing time was short and without giving herself a chance to second guess, she boldly sent up a prayer to Israel's God. A simple prayer of hope. Clothes still slightly damp and chilled to the bone, Salmon resisted the urge to let his teeth chatter as he squinted at Jericho's imposing gaits in the bright morning sun. Beside him stood Caleb, General Joshua's legendary second in command, radiating a cool confidence. At 80, Caleb's hair and beard were streaked with gray, but he remained powerfully built, muscles honed by a lifetime of discipline. Salman, though a seasoned warrior himself, felt dwarfed standing next to the formidable man, Caleb adjusted his traveling cloak around his neck and cast a discerning eye at the trickle of travelers appearing on the road ahead.
Salman
Now remember, Solomon, try not to speak unless you can help it. We don't want to draw attention in any way. These Canaanites will pick our accents out in a moment, and I trust you remember. But humor an old man who's been waiting over four decades for this moment. Tell me our cover story once more before we enter the gate.
Caleb
Yes, Major. Caleb, we are father and son, Jephunneh and Hanun. And we are cloth merchants looking to expand our trade into the Jordan Valley.
Salman
Good, good. Thank you. Now I just pray we don't need to use it, but it's best to be prepared. You're gonna do well, son. I hand selected you for this mission when Joshua asked me to go. You're a sharp lad and a proven loyal warrior. Oh, let's. Let's break in here. There's no one around.
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Salmon followed as Caleb darted out from their hiding place along the road and joined the stream of early travelers entering the city. Gate guards with sharp eyes and long spears monitored the flow, their gazes sweeping the crowd. Salman kept his head down, but he caught a glimpse of one guard's eyes narrowing on them. Leaning to whisper to his comrade, Salman's pulse quickened. He nudged Caleb, who immediately hurried his steps. Understanding the silent suggestion, they maneuvered around a cart loaded with woven baskets, using it as cover to break the line of sight. Salmon risked a glance back and saw the guards pushing through the crowd toward them. Salman's sharp eyes found a narrow alley between two buildings across the busy thoroughfare. They crossed swiftly, weaving through foot traffic and ducked into the shadowed alley. Salman glanced back just in time to see one guard pause to interrogate a man with similar features and dress while the other guard's eyes still scanned the crowd. With a determined frown, Salmon and Caleb slipped through the crowds to the other side, emerging into a tight, crowded street
Salman
that was too close for my liking.
Caleb
Word of our encampment across the river must have reached the city. The guards are clearly on edge.
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Jericho's tiered walls loomed tall and impenetrable, with watchtowers ruling out any chance of ambush. Salmon and Caleb spent the day inspecting the stonework and avoiding guards, tension simmering as every glance from passersby kept them on edge. Salmon preferred the chaos of battle to this nerve wracking espionage. Yet with Caleb at his side, he felt steadier. As the sun dipped, an unspoken worry set in. Where would they sleep? Then an idea sparked in Salmon's mind.
Caleb
You're not going to like this, but I have an idea for our lodging this evening.
Salman
What do you have in mind?
Caleb
Well, we can't stay at an inn, and we can't very well sleep out on the streets without arousing suspicion.
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Salman pointed to the building ahead on the edge of town. It was built into the outer city wall. Though nondescript among the other buildings, something about it drew Salman's attention like a subtle ringing in his ears. Caleb's expression shifted as the scent of perfume and soft feminine laughter floated through the open doorway, confirming the nature of the establishment. The sign by the plain door read simply Rahab's House. Caleb raised an eyebrow at Salman. There was no mistaking what kind of woman Rahab was or the business she ran.
Salman
We're gonna give an old man a heart attack, let's proceed, but pray to the Lord our eyes don't lead us into anything foolish.
Caleb
They're certainly not strangers to hosting migrants like us, and anyone else lodging there is bound to be distracted.
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Caleb nodded reluctantly, and the two men sheepishly crossed the threshold, keeping their eyes downcast to avoid seeing whatever indecency lurked in the darkened corners of the house. A commanding presence then emerged from the beads and clouds of fragrant incense.
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Gentlemen, be welcomed to my home. I am Rahab.
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Salman lifted his eyes from the floor and found himself eye to eye with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was tall, with vibrant dark eyes framed by striking brows and rich brown hair that cascaded unbound down to her waist, accentuating her hourglass figure. She cocked her head to the side and arched a brow at him. Those dark eyes seemed to penetrate his very soul, rendering him utterly speechless. In his trance, Salman had forgotten his mission, his name, and where he was.
Caleb
My lady, I.
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I. Mercifully. Caleb addressed her, keeping his voice down so as not to be overheard by the other occupants.
Salman
Thank you, Lady Rahab, for welcoming us. We would like a meal and a a place to stay. That will be all. We're just passing through.
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Oh, Lady Rahab. Well, I could get used to that. You two are so polite. Please enter. I have wine, I have soft sheets, and if you change your mind, I have company to share both with. Follow me.
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Rahab winked at the still stunned Salmon who had been trying not to openly stare at her alluring lips as she spoke. Rahab appeared about 10 years older than him. A sprinkling of freckles beneath her bright eyes lent a youthful charm. She turned and walked away with a sway that Salman found particularly distracting.
Salman
Get a hold of yourself, son.
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Cheeks turning pink, Salman stumbled forward as Rahab led them down the hall. Caleb recited their cover story and fake names as they walked, allowing Salman to regain his composure. Though she was playing the role of gracious host and her welcoming sweet smile never faded, Salman noted her sharp awareness. Nothing escaped her calculating, intelligent gaze. The men sat cautiously as Rahab left to arrange their meal. Salman took a moment to survey the room, noting Caleb was already doing the same. A broad shouldered man sipped wine by the door, serving girl on his knee and his hand wandering into the folds of the of her skirt. Despite his distraction, his garb marked him as a military man. Salman tried to look away before the man's eyes met his, but it was too late. Recognition sparked in the stranger's gaze. Salman felt Caleb stiffen beside him. He saw it too. The man, now alert, threw the serving girl off his lap. Salmon's heart raced and he reached for for the hidden blade inside his cloak. But the man who was across the room from Salman with nearly three dozen patrons between them, instead smirked and called over another burly figure. They whispered urgently before they both slipped out the door. Caleb's eyes met Salman's again and it was clear they had been identified and would soon be reported as spies. Before Salmon could lament their predicament to Caleb, they were interrupted as the beautiful Rahab boldly approached the Israelite men at
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their table Listen to me carefully. I know who you are and you're in danger. If you remain down here, or if you try to escape the city through any of the gates, you will be caught by the guards.
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Salmon and Caleb gaped at her, but she plowed on undeterred.
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Your people are marked by incredible faith. So I ask you now, do you trust me enough to come with me so I can hide you?
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The two men were too stunned to speak at first, but then Caleb found his voice at last and his eyes narrowed.
Salman
How do we know you will not give us up and that this isn't a ploy to delay us here while your men send for the guards?
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Before she could answer them, one of her serving girls interrupted. She seemed nervous.
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Pardon me, I don't mean to interrupt, but I've been instructed to fetch you. Rahab. There's a representative of the King's Guard here to see you.
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Rahab looked meaningfully at the two men.
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You need to decide right now. I mean to honor my word.
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Salmon looked to Caleb to take his lead. After a moment, he nodded. Reluctantly, Rahab sprang into action and gestured for them to follow.
Salman
Follow?
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Salman's heart hammered, and he was in awe of this dazzlingly bold woman who maintained a calm, composed exterior. He couldn't tell if the sensation surging through his body was fear or exhilaration. Perhaps both. She led them to the roof, the hallways and stairs mercifully empty. Muffled voices and laughter seeped from behind closed doors. No one gave a second thought to a harlot escorting two strangers upstairs. On the far side of the roof, stalks of flax lay drying, ready to be spun into linen. It appeared to be another source of income. Salman was again impressed by Rahab's resourcefulness and tenacity. It was clear that she didn't intend to be a dealer of pleasure forever. She was building wealth as a way out. The building's height and position seemed enough to shield them from prying eyes, but Rahab appeared to be one who didn't take chances. She motioned for the men to hide behind the flax.
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Stay hidden. I will come back when it's safe.
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As she turned to leave, Kaleb grabbed her shoulder.
Salman
I don't understand the kindness you are showing us, but thank you, Rahab. God bless you. Have courage.
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Rahab's face softened. She was touched by both the blessing and the sincerity of his word. She hurried down to meet the king's representative, surely planning whatever story her clever mind could concoct. Salman prayed she would be true to her word, and he prayed that the king's men would believe it. Several hours later, Rahab returned, and Salmon was profoundly relieved that she had done what she had promised. He was once again captivated by her beauty, only enhanced by the moon's soft glow on the roof.
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They're gone. I sent them away chasing a lie. They will not look for you here.
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Salmon and Caleb breathed a sigh of relief, and Caleb asked what they had both been thinking in those long, tense hours. Hours she had been gone.
Caleb
Why did you help us?
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Caleb
We barely know each other.
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We?
Salman
She's talking about our people, son. Get a grip.
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I heard of the miracles of your God, the parting of the Red Sea, the victories in Moab against impossible odds. Many here dismiss these stories as exaggerations. But I know the truth. I believe your God is God of heaven above and earth below. I believe you will take this city and claim the land.
Salman
How can we thank you, Rahab?
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I ask only one thing. Swear by your God to show kindness to my family. Promise me a sign that my father, mother, brothers, sisters, and all who belong to them will be spared and saved from death when you march against us.
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Salmon was a this proclamation of faith only amplified her beauty and boldness.
Caleb
We will give our lives for yours. Just please don't report our mission. If you keep your promise, we will in turn promise to show kindness and faithfulness to you when the Lord gives us the land.
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Thank you. I cannot truly express what your kindness would mean to my family and me. Now follow me. I will show you a way out of the city.
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City. Breathless at the way she beamed at him, Salman returned her smile, and though the lighting was dim, he could have sworn he saw her blush in response. Under the COVID of darkness, the trio descended the ladder and Rahab escorted them into her private chamber. She produced a rope hidden in the folds of her skirt and revealed a window that peered out above the mighty outer wall of the as Salmon helped her secure the end of the rope inside the room, she quickly warned them,
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from here, go to the hill country so the men pursuing you won't find you. Hide there for three days until they return. Afterward, go on your way.
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Caleb hesitated, his attention drawn by a pile of fabric and raw material in
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the room with them hang a scar the cord in this window so we can keep our oath to protect your family when we enter the land, bring all your family into your house. Anyone who leaves will be responsible for their own death. If anyone inside is harmed, we are at fault. But if you reveal our mission, the oath is void.
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Let it be as you say.
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Salmon, feeling caught up in the evening's adrenaline, boldly closed the distance between himself and Rahab and took her hand. She blinked in surprise as he pressed his lips to the back of her hand and inclined his head, bowing respectfully before her.
Caleb
Your faith sets you apart, Braham. Because of your faith, you will be saved and have hope for the future. Our paths will cross again. I'm sure of it.
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Salman nodded, swiftly turned, and descended the rope. He and Caleb darted to the hills under the COVID of night. As they ran, Caleb's hand found Salman's back.
Salman
Way to redeem yourself with that last line. Nice recovery.
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Episode: Rahab & The Spies
Host: Pray.com
Date: March 9, 2026
This episode of The Chosen People podcast turns to the dramatic story of Rahab and the Israelite spies in Jericho, drawn from the Old Testament book of Joshua. Through immersive storytelling and vivid character portrayals, the episode delves into themes of faith under pressure, courage amidst fear, divine providence, and the power of individual choices. The narrative centers on Rahab—a marginalized outsider—whose remarkable faith and bravery not only save her family but alter the trajectory of Israel’s conquest.
Immediate Danger: The spies are recognized by a local soldier, leading Rahab to intervene decisively.
Question of Trust: Caleb and Salman debate trusting Rahab.
Hideout on the Roof: Rahab displays quick-thinking, hiding the spies under flax stalks on her roof while she misleads the king’s men searching for them.
Rahab’s Motivation and Faith:
Rahab’s Request: She asks for protection for her entire family in return.
Salman to Joshua (On being chosen):
“To be chosen is to choose. So let me ask you, Joshua. God chose you. Moses chose you. But what will you choose?” (00:52)
God to Joshua and Israel (Assurance):
“I will be with you just as I was with Moses. I will not leave you nor abandon you.” (02:16)
Rahab’s Declaration of Faith:
“I believe your God is God of heaven above and earth below. I believe you will take this city and claim the land.” (21:58)
Rahab’s Plea for Mercy:
“Swear by your God to show kindness to my family...promise me a sign that my father, mother, brothers, sisters, and all who belong to them will be spared and saved from death when you march against us.” (22:22)
Caleb’s Blessing to Rahab:
“Your faith sets you apart, Rahab. Because of your faith, you will be saved and have hope for the future. Our paths will cross again. I’m sure of it.” (24:33)
The Chosen People delivers an evocative, gripping narrative that not only dramatizes the scriptural account but adds human color and nuance, leaving listeners both inspired and challenged to live with bold faith in their own journeys.