In chapter 9 of 2 Samuel, we see David reaching out to “the house of Saul” – yes the same Saul who spent the last weeks an months of his life trying to kill David. It was for the sake of Saul’s son, Jonathan, of course.
David asked, “Is there anyone still left of the house of Saul to whom I can show kindness for Jonathan’s sake?”
He found that Jonathan had a son who was crippled in both feet and what’s worse, a horrible name: Mephibosheth.
Anyway – David granted this young man land and servants and livestock and invited him to eat at the king’s table.
9 Then the king summoned Ziba, Saul’s servant, and said to him, “I have given your master’s grandson everything that belonged to Saul and his family. 10 You and your sons and your servants are to farm the land for him and bring in the crops, so that your master’s grandson may be provided for. And Mephibosheth, grandson of your master, will always eat at my table.” (Now Ziba had fifteen sons and twenty servants.)
Can you imagine what Phibby was thinking? One day, he’s a “dead dog” and the next, he’s a wealthy land owner dining at the king’s table.
Sounds a lot like my story when God got a hold of me!
Thank God for His grace.