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Sons of the Flaming Throne 3 – Ch. 3 | KT OLLA

IT was more than twenty years earlier when it all began. And it began with the birth of a prince.

But before that beginning, before the prince was born, there was this one who came and died before he could be named.

That child was the fruit of the union between David and another’s wife. The woman’s name was Bathsheba.

Now when that child was born, he bore the sins of his father and mother…

A sentence fell on David that the new born had to leave the world. It was a sentence from heaven, spoken from the mouth of Nathan the prophet.

Now, as soon as the prophet told the message in those days, the little child fell ill. He grew so ill that he could die.

David sorrowed and mourned and fasted for several days. He grieved so deep for the dying one, as he loved the boy so much. Nay, he loved his mother all too much.

Then the seventh day came that the child should die, and he didn’t escape the wrath of heaven, the wrath for his parents’ sin.

The little prince passed as Nathan foretold. So David got up and moved on. He was too hurt his boy wouldn’t return.

Yes, the monarch mourned no more. He couldn’t change fate or destiny, after all. Even if he cried a bucket or he did nothing.

But when he got up and faced the morrow, he didn’t know that hope was there in tomorrow. That tomorrow was waiting for him.

Yes, David lost a son and Bathsheba a prince. But after the nights had passed, the new couple woke into a happier day...

And Bathsheba welcomed a child, a new born child.

It was a noonday brighter than every other. But when David received the news that his new wife was in labour, he left all duties to pace forth and back at her side.

‘Let this one live! Please God, let it live, I pray!’

Well, David knew his punishment was over, but he couldn’t help the tension building up already. Why, he loved Bathsheba all too much than to see her cry!

He loved her so desperately that he could only beg.

So David wished too dearly that God would hear him just once. That He’d looked down on a helpless soul and just have pity.

That He’d show mercy and hear.

But David didn’t know God from here to there. He hadn’t known that mercy is His second name.

For the Almighty had pitied him before he had met with his wife in bed...

Or he wouldn’t have been expecting a child.

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