We traveled for many days, hunting food along the way with our bows and arrows, stones and slings. We followed the direction of the spindle on the brass ball, which led us to the most fertile parts of the wilderness.
After many days we set up camp again to rest for awhile and to hunt for more food. While hunting, I broke my steel bow, and my brothers became angry with me because I could no longer obtain food.
We returned to camp and found our families very tired because of their journeying and suffering from hunger.
Soon all the men except myself began to complain greatly against the Lord because of their afflictions in the wilderness. Because of our weakness due to hunger, and because of my broken bow and my brothers’ bows which had lost their spring, our situation became desperate. And because my brothers had once again become stubborn, complaining against the Lord, I spoke to them for a long time.
Then I made a bow out of wood, and an arrow out of a straight stick. I took a sling and some stones and went to my father and asked him, "Where should I go to find food?"
My father asked the Lord where I should go, for the family had humbled themselves after I had spoken many things to them in the energy of my soul.
The Lord's voice came to my father and chastised him for complaining, and my father became very sorry for having complained against God.
Then the Lord's voice said to him,
- "Look at the writing on the ball.”
