David was a good king, most of the time. Solomon too, some of the time. At least when they reigned as kings, Israel had some peace and unity. After Solomon died, the kingdom divided in two. God’s people who lived in the south were called Judah and God’s people in the north stuck with Israel. Both kingdoms struggled. Israel was captured by a nation called Assyria and taken to their land as exiles. Then, 150 years later, Judah was captured by a nation called Babylon and taken to their land as exiles. And when they weren’t exiles in faraway lands under cruel kings, they had their own share of rotten rulers at home. Judah, however, had a few good kings. One of the best kings was one of Judah’s last. His name was Josiah. His story begins with this sentence: “Josiah was eight years old when he began to reign” (2 Chron. 34:1). Eighteen? No, eight! Can you imagine ruling a kingdom that young? What pressure! He was young, but God was with him. Josiah “reigned thirty-one years in Jerusalem” (34:1), the capital city, and “all his days [God’s people] did not turn away from following the Lord, the God of their fathers” (34:33).