In 2 Samuel 9:3-4, we read: “Then the king said, ‘Is there not still someone of the house of Saul, to whom I may show the kindness of God?’ And Ziba said to the king, ’There is still a son of Jonathan who is lame in his feet.’ So the king said to him, ‘Where is he?’ And Ziba said to the king, ‘Indeed he is in the house of Machir the son of Ammiel, in Lo Debar.’ Then King David sent and brought him out of the house of Machir the son of Ammiel, from Lo Debar.”
“Once a covenant is made, it can't be broken?" Timmy looked at grandfather’s Bible on the table.
"A promise made is a promise kept." Grandfather smiled. "Back to our story.
“News came. King Saul and Jonathan were killed in battle. Afraid King David would kill Saul’s family, everyone fled. The nurse grabbed little prince Mephibosheth. As she rushed, she dropped him, crippling him in both feet. They fled to the back side of the desert, hiding in Lo Debar.”
“But wasn’t King David the good guy?”
Grandfather lifted his hand. “David sent his men for Mephibosheth. Imagine his horror when the speck of dust grew and now, soldiers arrived, announcing, ‘Mephibosheth must come with us.’ This was it. King David, his enemy, would kill him. When Mephibosheth came before David, he fell on his face, thinking. ‘No way of escape.’”
“Scared, huh?” Grandfather nodded, continued.
“King David said, 'Don’t be afraid, I want to show you kindness for Jonathan, your father’s sake. I restore all the land of your grandfather Saul.’
“But Mephibosheth couldn’t believe it. ‘Why are you doing this? I’m nothing but a dead dog.’
“David announced, ‘Mephibosheth will eat at my table continually like one of my sons.’”
“Wait, Grandfather, why did David do this?”
“When David looked at Mephibosheth, he remembered his covenant with Jonathan. Everything Jonathan owned now belonged to Mephibosheth and his sons. But he had a choice. He could believe David and live in the palace as a prince, or go back to Lo Debar which means a ‘place of nothing.’ He looked at Timmy. “Which would you choose?”
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus, my Jonathan, declares me a child of the King. He promises never to leave me and loves me with an everlasting love. But I have to choose Him. He offers the same to you. A place of honor in the kingdom. Won’t you come to Him?
“Once a covenant is made, it can't be broken?" Timmy looked at grandfather’s Bible on the table.
"A promise made is a promise kept." Grandfather smiled. "Back to our story.
“News came. King Saul and Jonathan were killed in battle. Afraid King David would kill Saul’s family, everyone fled. The nurse grabbed little prince Mephibosheth. As she rushed, she dropped him, crippling him in both feet. They fled to the back side of the desert, hiding in Lo Debar.”
“But wasn’t King David the good guy?”
Grandfather lifted his hand. “David sent his men for Mephibosheth. Imagine his horror when the speck of dust grew and now, soldiers arrived, announcing, ‘Mephibosheth must come with us.’ This was it. King David, his enemy, would kill him. When Mephibosheth came before David, he fell on his face, thinking. ‘No way of escape.’”“Scared, huh?” Grandfather nodded, continued.
“King David said, 'Don’t be afraid, I want to show you kindness for Jonathan, your father’s sake. I restore all the land of your grandfather Saul.’
“But Mephibosheth couldn’t believe it. ‘Why are you doing this? I’m nothing but a dead dog.’
“David announced, ‘Mephibosheth will eat at my table continually like one of my sons.’”
“Wait, Grandfather, why did David do this?”
“When David looked at Mephibosheth, he remembered his covenant with Jonathan. Everything Jonathan owned now belonged to Mephibosheth and his sons. But he had a choice. He could believe David and live in the palace as a prince, or go back to Lo Debar which means a ‘place of nothing.’ He looked at Timmy. “Which would you choose?”
Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus, my Jonathan, declares me a child of the King. He promises never to leave me and loves me with an everlasting love. But I have to choose Him. He offers the same to you. A place of honor in the kingdom. Won’t you come to Him?