“I should be in the palace, now. My father should be on the throne.”

Makir sat across the table from him and looked into his eyes.” You know it’s not healthy for you to talk like this, Mephibosheth. David was anointed by Samuel to be the second king of Israel. There’s nothing you can do to change that.”

Mephibosheth cleared the dishes with the swipe of his arm across the table. “David’s lucky I can’t walk like others can. I would build a following and wipe his lineage from the scrolls of Israel.”

“Now you’re talking pure foolishness. David is too powerful for any of Israel’s enemies. You would only set yourself up for a suicide mission if you attempted that.”

He pushed away from the table and limped over to the window. “So, now I’m sentenced to a life of hiding in Lo Debar of all places. My grandfather was royalty. This just isn’t right.”

“If David was a lesser man he would have tracked you down and made sure all of Saul’s descendants were annihilated. If you want to stay alive it’s best he never find you.”

He spun around. “There are days I wish I could walk into the palace and end it all.”

The noise of a chariot coming closer caught everybody’s attention. Ziba walked out of the dust and approached the front door as Makir opened it.

Ziba looked at Mephibosheth. “King David demands you be brought to him at once.”

The color drained from Mephibosheth’s face as he sat on the window sill.

Ziba came to him and put his hand on Mephibosheth’s shoulder. “He says he wants to show kindness to one of Saul’s descendants. He was very close to your father. Come. David is a good king. You can trust him.”

Mephibosheth grabbed his cane and nodded. “At least there’ll be no more hiding.”


Mephibosheth’s cane shook in his hand as he stood before King David.

David studied the young man’s eyes for a moment. “Mephibosheth!”

“Your servant!” Mephibosheth fell on his knees, then his forehead hit the floor at David’s feet.

David grabbed Mephibosheth’s robe and lifted him to his feet. “I can see Jonathan in your eyes. Don’t be afraid.”

David smiled as he looked at Ziba. “You and your family will work the land that once belonged to Saul. I hereby re-instate the property to Mephibosheth. He’ll eat at my table for the rest of his life.”

Ziba smiled. “We’ll do whatever the king says.”

Mephibosheth staggered. “What am I but a dead dog. Why are you showing me such kindness?”


If you want a word to summarize the event that took place here it would be: GRACE.

Amazing is the only adjective that can support such a concept. The powerful king reinstating an heir of his predecessor to a position as of a son. How marvelous.

How so like God to lay on David’s heart this gesture to demonstrate to us how He desires to treat every one of us.

2 Samuel 4:4 gives us the back-story on Mephibosheth’s life. He was five years old when Saul and Jonathan died in the same battle. The ensuing war between Saul’s other sons and David created a panic in Mephibosheth’s caretaker. She dropped him as they fled and broke the bones in his feet. Apparently the bones were never properly set so he was lame the rest of his life.

Hiding was the only sensible option to keep Mephibosheth alive. Lo Debar must have been quite out-of-the-way, so it was used as long as possible. Until that fateful day the king called for him.

Put yourself in his broken feet for the next few moments. The day of reckoning has come. You’ve tried all you can to avoid being detected, but the ensuing encounter with the most powerful person on the planet arrives. The chariot comes for you. Running is useless, so you go, not knowing if this is the last day you’ll be alive.

You’ve convinced yourself you deserved to be in the king’s position from your former life. Now, you’re not sure that will hold true in the reality of the situation. The only course of action is to step into the king’s presence and hope for the best.

Actually, you don’t have to imagine you’re in that position. You are in that position. One day death will come to get you. It’s chariot will take you to the Creator of the universe to decide your final judgement. Your past life will mean nothing to the Judge.

If you just swallowed hard I have good news for you. There is a way to ensure you are invited to sit at the table forever. Only one way.

No, living a good life is NOT it. Giving your money to the church or other charity won’t help you, either. Praying in a certain position at a particular time of day is meaningless. Actually, there is no act you can do to achieve the Judge’s favor.

To get the Judge to decide in your favor you have to make a decision while you’re on the earth. Romans 6:23 tells us: “For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Jesus Christ our Lord.”

Ephesians 2:8-9 reveal another truth: “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith–and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God–not by works, so that no one can boast.”

Admit your sins keep you from God’s presence and the only thing that will bring you back into it is the atoning death of Jesus on the cross.

There’s a fabulous scene painted for us in Revelation 19. It’s called the wedding supper of the Lamb. Only those who trust in Jesus’ gift of eternal life that only He could provide will be invited.

We’ll be invited by the King of kings to place our crippled feet under His table for all eternity.

Will you make the right decision, now?

I’ll see you later.   Wade


About Wade Webster

I'm a full-time truck driver who's been called to write. As I grow in my writing I pray you grow in your walk with Christ. My life verse is John 3:30: (it's where John the Baptist is talking to his disciples about Jesus) "Jesus must increase, I must decrease." I hope that comes through in my writing. Look for a new post every weekend. Feel free to offer suggestions for topics you would like to see me cover. For a taste of my lighter side visit my humor blog
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