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I Am Your Servant


David is a hero of our faith that I can so easily identify with. He was a worshipper. He was thought young and inconsequential by the prophet Samuel and King Saul when he volunteered to take on a giant. What I can relate to the most, though, is the fact that he made mistakes. I definitely have plenty of those under my belt. But when David sinned, he cried out to the Lord and turned from his ways. God continued to use him, resulting in David being considered “a man after God’s heart.” 

Consider this young kid who had finally “arrived” into the calling of ruling over God’s people. So many times in the Old Testament, the kings would allow this to become their ruin. They would step into their calling only to wind up serving other gods or focusing on things that didn’t really make an eternal difference. It’s heartbreaking to read through Chronicles I and II as king after king are named as doing evil in the sight of God.

Not David, though. His faith became the watermark that God would refer back to when fulfilling promises and chastising the people of Israel when they sinned.

And now, O Lord, I am your servant; do as you have promised concerning me and my family. May it be a promise that will last forever. (1 Chronicles‬ ‭17‬:‭23‬ ‭NLT‬‬)

This was a significant moment for David. He had just brought the Ark of the Covenant back into Israel’s territory after years of it being away from God’s people. David wanted to do the right thing. The next thing he had in mind was to build a temple worthy of God’s presence. God didn’t allow David to build the temple. Instead, He made David a promise that his name and legacy would last forever. What we know is that hundreds of years later, Jesus would fulfill this promise.

So much was promised to David. And so much has been promised to us. What will our answer be to God? Will we become proud in our promise? I hope not. I pray that my response is to always reply to God, “I am your servant. Do as you see fit.”

© Jill Cook and Unbroken & Undone Ministries.  All rights reserved.


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