On June 22, 1953, a newsboy in Brooklyn named Jimmy Bozart, dropped a nickel from the money he had made selling newspapers. It broke in two which exposed the fact that the nickel was hollow. Inside sat a tiny piece of microfilm. I am assuming he contacted an authority of some sort because it eventually wound up in the hands of the FBI. On the microfilm they found a coded numeric message containing 207 sets of five digit numbers. ”Mental Floss” tells me the case foundered after that. Evidently there was no way to know who had paid for his paper with the hollow nickel, though everyone assumed it was a mistake.
Finally in May 1957, a Soviet KGB agent named Reino Hayhanen defected and provided the cipher key. He also identified his “handler” (case manager/recruiter), Colonel Rudolf Ivanovich Abel, known by the alias “Mark”. He was arrested on June 21, 1957, and served four years of a 45 year sentence before being traded back to the Soviets in exchange for Francis Gary Powers, an American U2 pilot in1962.
There was a time when spies were all the rage. John LeCarre made a mint writing books about espionage. Sean Connery and his subsequent brethren made the English spy James Bond come to life in film. Even television went the route of shows about spies. In the sixties and seventies we had Mission: Impossible, The Avengers, I Spy, The Man from UNCLE, and Secret Agent, the latter introduced with a song by the same name sung by Johnny Rivers. We even had a comedic spoof of the genre in Get Smart and a Western version in the Wild, Wild West.
Even the Bible has a few spies in it, though they had a decidedly different mission. God’s spies were all about going to look and find out. In Numbers 13 Moses sent 12 spies, one from each tribe, “to spy out the land.” For forty days they traveled up and down the Promised Land and brought back the report of a beautiful and fruitful land. But, they also brought back the report of a people who were large and strong and cities well fortified, and they lacked the faith to encourage the people to take it.
Then, forty years later, we have the two spies who went into the city of Jericho. Joshua charged them to “go view the land, especially Jericho” (Josh 2:1). In both of these cases, God wanted the people to see the wealth and beauty of the land He had promised them, to become excited about taking that land and living there. That was the result in only the second case.
We have a Promised Land” in our future too, a city “whose builder and maker is God” (Heb 11:10). God won’t be sending us there to “spy out the land” but He has certainly given us glimpses of that place in a life full of blessings sent because of His grace and mercy.
We experience a little piece of Heaven when our marriages match His plan—when the two halves of His image become one.
We see a piece of Heaven in a family that lives according to His plan, a home full of laughter and love.
We have a view of Heaven in a garden that occasionally produces far more than the hundredfold one might expect, and feeds us with healthy and nourishing food. We see it in a riot of color as the flowers bloom so much that they bend and nearly break the boughs they cover. In those things we see the Garden we left and the one to which we hope to return.
We get a little peek into Heaven in a church full of brothers and sisters who get along with one another, “each counting the other as better than himself.”
We hear a bit of Heaven when our brothers and sisters sing praises to God, not with a man-made instrument, but with the one God made, the one He most wants to hear, our voices blending in a harmony that matches the sincerity of our hearts and the harmony of our thoughts and goals.
All these things and more give us just a small taste of what Heaven will be like, but only if they match God’s perfect design for them all. Keep your eyes open to “spy out the land” God has in store for us, and encourage yourself to get there, not by your own might, but with the help and grace of the God who keeps it in store for us.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever Psalm 23:6
Dene Ward