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Sons Of The Flaming Throne – Ch. 25 | KT OLLA

THE journey out of the palace and the capital city was quite a long one for the old ruler. Every step away from his seat of power was lead heavy, and wearisome.

David’s company were a host of many thousands willing to follow the king to his grave. They were people who willingly swore their lives to him.

Notable among these crowd of supporters were the six hundred soldiers he’d won for himself in Gath.

These men of war were foreigners to Israel; yet they’d pledged themselves to David since when he was nobody. And that day, they were ready go with him through this raging fire.

Also in that large company of supporters were the Levite who offered sacrifices for the nation on the altar of God.

Four of these men went before the flock of people, bearing on their shoulders the Ark of God’s Covenant, the revered symbol of His presence.

That reverent ark was something of no small impotance to Israel. Its presence alone was often the evidence needed that God was still there with them. So, the Levites chose to carry the Ark after the old monarch.

But it was not those young priests of the Levite tribe who decided this themselves. No, the men answered to no man except a notable two.

Zadok and Abiathar were priests presiding over the religious affairs in David’s administration. They were the high priests at the time.

And as they were convinced that David had always been God’s choice since he was anointed as king, they commanded that the Ark was borne ahead of him.

They also followed their king on that journey away from home. That journey away from everything.

Now, as the great party trudged along the city roads, by the way of the hinterland east of the palace, the old monarch once again recalled God’s judgement over his sin. His abominable sin of adultery.

It was the frightening verdict that came by the mouth of Nathan, the prophet of Yahweh.

I will raise up adversity against you from your own house; you will see it when I take your wives from you and give them to a man close to you. And he shall sleep with them in the sight of the sun.

For you did this sin in secret; but I will do this to you before all Israel, before the sun.

Right there, David glanced around really fast. There in front of him were the fleet of several wagons carrying his wives and many concubines. Along with their children and family.

But just then, he remembered that he’d left ten of his concubines behind, back at the palace. He’d left the women there to keep the royal courts.

In those days of the ancient times, concubines were simply the secondary wives of a king, noble or warrior. But David hadn’t thought that his gentle son could think of having them.

The words returned in an echo.

You will see it when I take your wives from you and give them to a man close to you. And he shall sleep with them in the sight of the sun.

Terrified, David shot his eyes back at Jerusalem; then glanced ahead of him again. For he realized it was too late to return.

There ahead of him was Kidron, the brook bordering the capital. And the king wasn’t sure of how close Absalom would have been already.

So, as he turned back to look beyond the border, he trembled for what lay ahead on the winding paths of judgement.

For it seemed a maze of mess and nemesis waited for him, both beyond and behind.

But there was a gentle third angel. And her name was Mercy.

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