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Wednesday, April 19, 2023

DAD'S RAMBLINGS -- LET BYE-GONES BE BYE-GONES

DADS RAMBLINGS --  LET BYE-GONES BE BYE-GONES


"Now as the ark of the LORD came into the City of David, Michal, Saul's daughter, looked through a window and saw King David leaping and whirling before the LORD; and she despised David in her heart."  (I Samuel 6:16)


The Ark of the Covenant had been captured by the Philistines and then returned to Israel.  Following its return it had been stored at the house of Obed Edom.  Now King David was bringing the Ark of the Covenant into Jerusalem from the house of Obed Edom where it had been stored. This was a joyous, exhilarating time, and David became overcome by his emotions.  He stripped off his royal garments and danced before the LORD with all his might (vs. 14).  Well, Michal, one of his wives, saw this and she berated David for making such a spectacle of himself before all the people.  "How glorious was the king of Israel today, uncovering himself today in the eyes of the maids of his servants, as one of the base fellows shamelessly uncovers himself!"  (vs. 20). David responded, "I will be even more undignified than this, and will be humble in my own sight" (vs. 21).


It is apparent from this exchange that Michal had a bee in her bonnet.  Michal, a daughter of King Saul, had been given to David as a wife following the defeat of Goliath.  But when David fled from Saul, Michal was given as a wife to another man.  When David became king over the nation of Israel, he demanded that Michal be returned to him as a wife.

I think that Michal was still harboring resentment from that exchange, and she did not honor David either as king nor as her husband.  


Have you ever desired something from your past, but when it was restored, you found that it was not as good as you remembered? Some- times it is best to let bye-gones be bye-gones and not try to resurrect the past.  It can bring a lot of heartache.  Satan wants us to dredge up the past and cause us to live in defeat.  It is better to let the past be buried.


Love, Dad


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