Everyone dreams of being a princess and having her own price charming. As a child, I knew all about Cinderella and her glass slipper. I didn't think very much about the prince at that time, I was just focused on being a princess. A few years ago, I wrote an article for our church newspaper, The Southside Shofar. Today I am publishing that article on my blog. Now most people that know me, know I am a child of the King, The Lord Jesus Christ. So of course, my article is fiction based on Scripture. Now don't you start saying I am re-writing the Bible. This is FICTION. Ok, now that is settled..................
Then Jonathan and David made a covenant, because he loved him as his own soul. I Sam 18:3 KJV
And Jonathan said to David, Go in peace, for as much as we have sworn both of us in the name of the LORD saying , The LORD be between me and thee, and between my seed and thy seed ever. And he arose and departed : and Jonathan went into the city. I Sam 20:42 KJV
"I have lived in fear my whole life. I am afraid of what the king might do to me if he finds out I am alive. You see, I am Mephibosheth, son of Jonathan. I have been told all my life the King hates me so, at least that is what my nurse says.
I cannot fight for I am a cripple. The night my family was killed, my nurse ran away with me and in my haste, I fell and was crippled in both legs. I was five years old. Maybe, I can hide and he won't find me.
Oh no! My worst dream has come true. Someone has come to me and says the King wants to see me. I am so afraid.
The day has come. I am slowly making my way down the hall. Why do these people stare? Do they have no manners? I cannot help that I am a cripple. What should I do when I get in the throne room? Slowly I am making my way in. I hear the shofar blowing for the King has come in. As they open the door, I am trembling with fear over my fate. My grandfather and King David fought for many years. What could he want?
I have finally made it close to the throne. He calls my name, Mephibosheth. As I prostrate myself before him, I cannot believe what I hear. He is introducing me to my servant Ziba, who was my grandfather's loyal servant. He is giving me back all my grandfather's land. He is telling Ziba to cultivate the land for me to have something to eat. Ziba has fifteen son and twenty servants. Me? He want me to have something to eat? But wait, that is not all. He is inviting me to his table. The King's table! I am to eat with him as his son! I cannot believe it! It is all because of the covenant my father Jonathan and he made long ago. They swore before the Lord between themselves and their descendants. Now King David treats me as his son."
How like Mephibosheth we are. We are crippled whether physically, emotionally, or spiritually. The King wants us to come to His throne room. He want us to eat at His table. He wants to treat us as sons and daughters. There is a blood covenant He will never break and He is waiting for you to join Him. Won't you come? Won't you make that first step down the long aisle to meet Him. See Him there high and lifted up. Please come to King Jesus and see Him in all His Glory. You will never be fearful again.