ONE early morning, one of Joab’s spies ran back to him with the latest of the prince’s activities. Then the war chief mounted a horse and raced to see the treacherous act.
For the report came that the Third had forcefully taken the gate of their city, the great city Jerusalem.
The news came that the prince was there receiving tribute from everyone who entered Jerusalem, and forced back all those who wouldn’t pay their toll fee to him.
Joab rushed to the city gate with the pace of a sweeping wind. He knew it that the Third One had been planning treason.
‘And here,’ he told himself, ‘is the evidence already.’
However, when David’s captain got to the gate and lurked somewhere close to study, he was hit by surprise at what he saw. For what he saw was a different game he had no clue about.
Yes, there at the gates of Jerusalem, Joab saw merchants and travellers come in and out of the city, as freely as working ants go in and out of their holes.
Then those subjects of David were all paying their tribute fees to the appropriate quarters. And definitely not to Absalom’s men.
But then, something was strange and curious in the events that happened there, at the city gate. So Joab wondered what exactly was going on.
Yes, it happened that Prince Absalom sat aside from the tribute collectors, with his soldiers behind him.
And while the people entering the gates had paid David’s officials and then been handed the royal pass, he would call each person aside and greet them, kissing their hand.
And then he’d have a close talk with each one, with the person talking up and warming up to him.
Then he’d respond with a long talk again, and kiss the person’s hand again before he let them go.
What Absalom was talking with these people about, brave Joab didn’t know. He didn’t also understand what they were telling him, warming up and sometimes crying.
No, Joab couldn’t place what they could possibly be discussing that made such a close rapport possible in the first place.
Yet one thing was sure for now, the commander told himself. And it was the fact that Prince Absalom hadn’t ceased the gates of Jerusalem like he feared.
But this was a different fight. And the brave general wasn’t ready.
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