There’s a little-known story in 2 Samuel 9 about a little-known guy named Mephibosheth.
Let me set the stage.
Saul is dead.
Jonathan is dead.
David is king.
One day David asks the question, “I wonder if there is anyone still alive in Saul’s family that I could show kindness to?”
Really David – You’re actually asking this question?
This was the guy that threw spears at you.
This was the guy that tried to kill you.
This was the guy that you ran from in fear for your life.
DAVID – are you nuts?!
Someone brings David one of Saul’s former servants, Ziba, and Ziba confirms that there is a person from Saul’s house that is still alive.
David has Mephibosheth summoned and brought to him.
Here is where things have the possibility of going south rather quickly. Typically the new king has everyone from the former king’s house either killed or brought in as his servants.
So I wonder what is going through Mephibosheth’s mind at this point.
“Oh no, my time has come.”
“I’m done for.”
“Maybe if I’m really nice, he will let me live.”
Here’s the kicker in this whole thing – Mephibosheth cannot do anything for himself because at the age of 5 his caretaker dropped him, and he is crippled in both feet.
He is completely at the mercy of the new king. So he responds as only a man who is in a completely helpless state responds – “I am your servant.”
And David responds as only a man who has a different heart can. “Don’t be afraid. I intend to show kindness to you because of my promise to your father Jonathan. I will give you all the property that once belonged to your grandfather Saul, and you will eat here with me at the king’s table.”
There are more details to the story but one of significance sticks out to me; “And from that time on, Mephibosheth ate regularly at David’s table, like one of the king’s sons.”
So what’s the point?
There are people all throughout our lives and all over our city that ‘do us wrong.’
They treat us like Saul treated David.
Maybe they do not try to literally kill you like Saul did David.
Maybe they are trying to kill your reputation.
Maybe they bad mouth you to other people.
Could we ask ourselves the question; “I wonder if there is anyone from the house of ____________ that I could show kindness to?”
In spite of how those people have treated us, there are broken people in their groups that deserve a seat at our tables.
Want to love your city to life?
Love the people that have treated you badly.
Love the people that are broken.
Love the people who don’t deserve it.
Let them eat at your table like one of your own.
-Josh Moraghan, Senior Property Manager at The Community Builders, Inc.