i Kings 1
Incredible drama you will see in David’s very last days.
He was hovering at death’s door, weakness upon him preyed.
The king was unable to be warmed with blankets piled high.
The physicians remembered an old wives tale they desired to try.
They prescribed a beautiful virgin to care for the ailing king.
By lying in bed close to him warmth to his body would spring.
Abishag, a lovely girl, was found by searching the nation.
She became David’s concubine but with no sexual relations.
At the same time while David was weak, others desired the throne.
Adonijah, Absalom’s younger brother, sought to make it his own.
He was able to gather support from two of the king’s closest men.
He hosted a feast of fattened calves as he brought his plan to an end.
Now Nathan, the faithful prophet of God, spoke to Solomon’s mother.
He told her about the celebration with all the other brothers.
Nathan knew it was God’s intention for Solomon to be king.
David needed to act right now and take control of this thing.
Bathsheba went to see the king and Nathan shortly thereafter.
They told of Adonijah’s fling and advised that he must act faster.
The king told Zadok, Nathan, and Benaiah, “Put Solomon on my mule.
Blow the trumpet, tell the people, King Solomon is to rule.”
Zadok anointed the new King, proclaimed him as David’s successor.
He alone was David’s choice to be the throne’s possessor.
Adonijah’s guests were alarmed. Their courage clearly faltered.
Adonijah ran to the temple and clung to the horns of the altar.
Adnonijah told Solomon’s men, “I’m afraid the king will slay me.”
Solomon said, “Live a good life and I promise not to repay thee.”
The rebel bowed before the king acknowledging Solomon’s throne.
Then the king said this to him, “It’s time for you to go home.”
Once again our God was faithful to bring His plans to fruition.
If we listen to His voice, He will help us complete our mission.
Here is what I hope to do, the burden for which I long:
To center my life on God’s dear plan finishing true and strong.
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