Gen Z: 2 Kings 22
1Josiah was just a kid, like eight years old, when he started ruling, and he was king for 31 years in Jerusalem. His mom's name was Jedidah, daughter of Adaiah from Boscath.
2He was vibing right in the eyes of the Lord, walking in all David's ways, no sus moves to the left or right.
3So in year eighteen of King Josiah, he sent Shaphan, the scribe, to the house of the Lord, saying,
4"Go hit up Hilkiah the high priest, tell him to count the silver brought to the Lord's house by the door keepers."
5"Then give it to the workers overseeing the Lord's house, to fix the place up."
6"For carpenters, builders, and masons, and to buy timber and stone to repair the house."
7They didn’t even keep track of the money given to them, 'cause they were straight up trustworthy.
8Hilkiah the high priest told Shaphan, "Yo, I found the law book in the Lord's house." He gave it to Shaphan, and he read it.
9Shaphan came back to the king, saying, "The servants gathered the cash found in the house and gave it to the workers in charge."
10Shaphan showed the king the book, saying, "Hilkiah the priest gave me this." And he read it to the king.
11When the king heard the words of the law book, he was shook and ripped his clothes.
12The king told Hilkiah, Ahikam, Achbor, Shaphan, and Asahiah,
13"Go ask the Lord for me, the people, and all Judah about the words in this book: the Lord's mad at us 'cause our ancestors didn’t listen."
14So they went to Huldah the prophetess, wife of Shallum, keeper of the wardrobe; they had a chat with her.
15She said, "The Lord God of Israel says, tell the guy who sent you to me,
16'The Lord says, I'm bringing bad vibes to this place, all the stuff in the book the king of Judah read.'"
17"They’ve ditched me, burned incense to other gods, making me mad with their hands' work; my wrath's lit against this place and won’t be quenched."
18"To the king of Judah who sent you to ask the Lord, tell him this: 'The Lord God of Israel says about the words you heard;
19'Your heart's been soft, and you’ve humbled yourself before me, hearing what I said about this place and its people becoming a mess; you ripped your clothes and cried before me; I heard you, says the Lord.'"
20"So I’ll gather you to your ancestors, and you’ll chill in your grave in peace; your eyes won’t see the bad stuff I’m bringing to this place." And they reported back to the king.