NOW in the height of David’s misery, the broken soul marvelled at the wonder of God’s fury, as he bore the penalty for a sin.
The man had seen the depths of God’s mercy more times than sea sands can number. He’d known His love also, His endless love.
Again, he’d seen His graciousness in many different ways. But this fire of His anger was what David had only heard about.
Yes, David recalled the baby he had from sleeping with a woman, the woman he took away from her husband.
And that child, God Himself took him away from the king. So the man saw the rightness of God’s way.
But then these things, David said, were mere whispers of God’s justice. And he knew he could never stand the fire of His wrath.
So, the king of Israel crawled up the mountain top as soon as he got to the foot of Olive. And there he fell on his face and prayed.
Suddenly, a new awareness came on him. Like the day dawns when the rays come.
For David remembered that God had forgiven him, as touching his sin concerning the wife of his soldier.
He recalled also that just when he regretted the deed, God’s prophet said that he would not die.
So, the great ruler understood this. That all he faced weren’t anything close to what the penalty for his sin should be.
He realized that if it was not for God’s pardon, He would have perished like Saul or be doomed by then.
But then all of those, he saw at last, were plain justice for the innocent man he killed to hide his sin.
Also, it was the consequence for the reproach he brought to God. As in doing those things, he had given God’s enemies a chance to mock at Him.
Now the king was awed beyond words. Awed at God’s judgement and justice. Awed at both His mercy and nemesis.
He was awed by the rod and staff of the Shepherd of Israel. He was bowled over; and so, he bowed down and worshipped.
There on the Mount of Olive, David prayed and worshipped till the dusk faded into night.
Then when he was done, he climbed down with the words of a new song. It was the words of his prayer and praise.
Now David returned with a psalm, when he’d simply gone up to cry. And when he came back, the way-forward was waiting.
But it came to earth disguised.
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