Previously on the chosen people.

If you will give your servant a son, then I will give him to you all the days of his life.

Hannah conceived, as the child grew in her womb, her faith grew in her heart.

I shall call him Samuel, for I have asked for him from the Lord. Samuel counted himself

blessed beyond measure to be able to serve the Lord in the tabernacle. Samuel, long has the voice of our

Lord been silent, but I have a feeling that things will soon change.

I believe the voice speaking to you is from the Lord himself.

Samuel, Samuel.

Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening.

Behold, I am about to do something in Israel,

something extraordinary that will cause all the ears of everyone to stir.

As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, Samuel grew in wisdom and stature. The Lord was undoubtedly with him, and none of his words fell to the ground.

All of Israel, from Dan to Biasheba, recognized that Samuel had been established as a prophet of the Lord.

The sun beat down sharp rays of light,

casting long shadows that bounced across the hillsides.

Nestled between the rolling landscape, the valley overflowed with the sounds of chattering

crowds. Men, women and children from every corner of Israel traveled the dusty paths that had

seen the feet of many generations of Israelites. Children sang songs as they ran between their parents like little

lambs in the flock. Young and older like were following the path to Mispa. Each one came in response

to Samuel's call. Amid the sea of people, a man by the name of Aya led a donkey hitched to a rickety cart.

His thin frame feebly took step after step as his bones creaked as much as the cart.

He gazed up at his wife who sat upon the animal and smiled with his whole face. Behind her, he could hear his little

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