KING Solomon did not wait till Benaiah had returned before he let his mother leave in peace.
He walked her to the dining table and pitied the situation she found herself in.
He stopped her along the way and said, ‘Mother, if you want to go home and rest, it is all right. We can talk over your favourite meal next time you come visiting.’
The mother looked up at him, amazed at this son altogether.
She just found herself saying, ‘Ah thank you; I think I need a nap. You see, I didn’t get enough sleep last night!’
‘Mm, you definitely need to rest, Mother.’
‘Thank you, Your Majesty. I’ll be leaving first.’
With this Bathsheba took leave of the ruler; then she hurried down to Adonijah’s.
Somehow she hoped that the Fourth Prince might have heard, then fled.
She didn’t want him punished for the thing she helped him with.
So Bathsheba hurried down, daring the consequences. Then when she arrived she saw him resting…
But it was a lifeless body gone from this world of sin.
The queen mother stood there shaken to her bones. She trembled at the thought of her steps, the steps which had led there.
Now she couldn’t believe she started this day helping out, till she was siding with the rival.
That day—it was best heard a dream.
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Now Solomon knew from the get go when he pardoned Adonijah, that sparing his brother was the safest thing to do. At least, at that time.
He had just ascended the throne and wanted to find the balance before he’d start sorting out the bad eggs.
But Adonijah wasn’t alone in his ploy, so judging him wouldn’t end things. The king knew he’d have to root out all foes.
Even so, Solomon didn’t want to go down history as the mindless ruler who slew traitors as soon as he was handed power.
So he’d decided to spare them till just one had proven threatening.
Now he was done punishing the treason, and there came the time for others.
Still, it was just one man that he summoned, and that one was Abiathar.
The new king summoned Abiathar, the high priest who sided with the prince.
The old man got the call and was afraid; he knew he mightn’t return once he got to the palace.
So, before he left with the soldiers who came for him, he left a word for his family.
Particularly for Jona who had spied for them in the revolt.
‘If today you hear about my death, then leave the city and go to Anathoth my hometown. Leave Jerusalem and dwell there!’
Jona was in tears; he was afraid to lose his father.
The young man couldn’t race down to the palace this time to eavesdrop and go about spreading tales.
This was a different case for him. One where his life and that of his father were at stake.
But it was the same case at the start of everything. So he cried many tears that he started these things. That he’d cause his father’s death.
That day, a busybody learned the hardest way.
So, Abiathar was led away to face the king. But the monarch didn’t summon Joab, the other conspirator in Adonijah’s camp.
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Joab was David’s right hand man. The commander of his men from as far as when he hadn’t reigned.
Joab was that man that’d rather die than lose David.
But that unrivalled supporter of David had become the opposite of his name. Yet Adonijah’s matter could not indict him.
It was too small a thing to charge him for. So the new king didn’t summon him for judgement.
Now in spite of this thing, events turned the way of surprises.
For Joab heard news about Adonijah’s execution, then about Abiathar being called to the palace.
Then he feared that he was next, and ran for his dear life.
He mounted his horse and fled away from home. He raced with the intention of getting away from the king...
Away from wherever he could find him.
Then as he fled, he recalled that the young monarch didn’t, in fact, kill Adonijah from the get go.
He recalled how the Fourth One had held onto the horns of the altar, and eventually found the king’s mercy.
He remembered that twist to things and thought to turn the game.
So he turned his horse the way of the Tabernacle of God, as he leapt and flew all the way through.
Now King Solomon wasn’t chasing Joab, but only summoned the high priest.
Yet right then that the man fled, the monarch might have to reconsider.
For he’d got something on him, at the very least.
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